<strong>"Harren! Harren, boy! Bowl 'n' barrel for four, table five!"</strong>Dunman ambled over to the four of you, toweling off his hands. he gave an awkward gesture - somewhere between a bow and a nod, as if he doesn't know which - to each of the women, then offers his hand out to Aster and Vali.<strong>"My name's Dunman, and if I had a falcon for every time I heard that joke, I could retire," </strong>he guffawed good-naturedly at Nyssa.<br/><br/><strong>"The four of you don't look like merchants,"</strong>he noted, eyes glancing to their armor and weapons.<strong>"Coming to try your hand at the Halls?"</strong>he asked with open curiosity<strong>"Or just passing through? It's been a slow season for adventurers, it has! 'Specially now with Winter comin' out of the mountains ...There's a lad, go help yer sister with that feller in the hat now,"</strong>he advised the youth, who brought over four very large bowls of stew each with two chunks of bread, four tankards, and a large frothy clay pitcher of cider. Dunman looked back to the four of you.<strong>"If yer planning on staying a bit, the Tankard's got the best rates for the best service in town."</strong>