<strong>Aiden Christin</strong><br/><br/>The red haired adventurer walked rather casually through the streets of the town, it's paved roads seemingly forsaken due to the fact that he had finally arrived during the nighttime, where most people packed up their business for the day and saved anything unfinished for the day after. For Aiden though, he still had a few things left to do before he could find an inn room to hole up in for a good night's sleep. He wanted to put an ear to the ground and see if he could dig up any interesting information about things that were going on in town, though he honestly wasn't expecting all that much. It had been almost a year since his last major adventure, and truth be told he had fallen into a bit of a lull of tedium when it came to traveling that he left home with the desire of avoiding. To remedy that, he chartered a ship from his home, and set sail to a whole new continent, which was what led him to his current location.<br/><br/>Perhaps with new lands would come new adventures and sights to see, he figured. In all honesty, he had no idea just how correct his assumption was.<br/><br/>As he walked down the streets he happened to glance over towards a small post that held a flier on it, some request for talented help to find a mundane piece of jewelry. Aiden couldn't help but chuckle just a little bit as he read it, since the buyer seemed to be putting out an outrageous price for such a simple little trinket, there was obviously more to the story then the flier put forward, anybody with a pair of eyes could figure that one out. Still, Aiden could use a small cut of the reward to keep his traveling going, and he was rather curious about just how much laid just underneath the surface of this request, just how far down such a hole went. Naturally, this only increased the speed with which he made his way towards the tavern, since that was his destination in the first place anyway.<br/><br/>As he stepped in, he glanced towards the back room to see what was likely the meeting place of the quest from the flier, since he was able to tell from just a simple glance inside that just about everybody in there would be able to defend themselves fairly well. However, this would certainly be the oddest group that he had ever seen, since he typically worked alone or with one other person as it was. Before stepping into the room, Aiden made his way over to the bar and gave the bartender a friendly nod.<br/>"Welcome to the Quiver and Sickle, what can I get you?"<br/><br/>Aiden sighed, looking at all the foreign drinks before he made his response.<br/>"Depends, what's good in these parts?"