"your aid is greatly appreciated sen." He runs his hand to his shoulder to find the wound gone, but the large hole in the shirt remaining along with many other holes and scorch marks cover his shirt. "Now all i need is a seamstress." He turns to the goblin. "You don't suppose you can heal my clothes can you?" And laughs deeply. He unpins his hair letting the rest fall reaching nearly halfway down his back. He reaches in his satchel and pulls out a red headband with a foreign caricature on it runs a bone comb through his hair and ties the head band around his head. "The monistary..."  He pauses. "I have not been back to the monestary since we were attacked by orcs. Hundreds of em. We fought long but couldn't hold them off, so we fled in different directions agreeing to meet back once this madness had died down. That was two months ago, i was going to venture back, but then this whole predatory infestation started and i was cut off. So I have no room unless this tavern has one open, as most of my money was deposited in the donation box in a temple of pelor in a previous town."