<strong>Jamien Darkleaf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=372298)</strong><br/><em>Innkeep of Shadow's Rest</em><br/>﻿<div class="floatleft">(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af84/Kazzaroth_photos/elvenMALE02-1.jpg)</div>Jamien Darkleaf comes towards abandoned foreman's house at outside of the mines. He saw light and shadows inside the place before he opened the door. Others would see him dressed in ancient stylish Karrnath trenchcoat and pants and boots. Same clothes he had used when he had arrived to the village over century ago.<br/><br/>His dark eyes scanned the crowd and he closed the door after him. He reaches into his pocket and takes out a pipe, stuffing it with finely made tobacco and he ligthed up his hand lighter, a silver crafted small device which was wedding gift from his past deceased wife. After warm coals filled the pipe he started smoke, a faint husky mint scent filled the room with his smoke coming out from his pipe and after taking first inhale and looking the crowd he says;<strong>"I hope I was not too much late, I had to help close the tavern with my sons after all. Especially today as the three treasure hunters which you mentioned in letter had been pain in the ass more than usual customers."</strong>Noticing Osara Jamien gave her a small nod of polite recognition to fellow elf. Some may wonder; how a semi-retired innkeep can aid recovering some lost histories from local tomb in first place? But Jamien has his own secrets, some which Magewright may had learned about Jamien over the years that he was more than he appears to be.