Rob rolled his eyes as the new fellow swaggered into the tavern. Yes, the man probably knew his way around a sword. Yes, he was probably a warrior priest or paladin--one man in the 'holy' business could usually tell when another was. And judging by his air of self importance, the bloke was probably on some righteous mission.<br/><br/>Rob sighed as he took another sip of his ale. If that mission was here, Rob would probably end up patching the bloke back together.