<br/>“Thank you my lady for the ale, and for the information”  pausing, “mighty keen insight you have to a man’s mind.”   Taking the ale, he gulps greedily savoring the slight burn that occurs as it flows down his throat, finishing it off in one drink.  “My lady another if you will.”  Waiting for the next ale, Isakar casually glances around taking in the other patrons present.  Casually over his shoulder he mentions to the maiden that it seems unusually quiet for this time of year.<br/><br/>