Vilestur Malfiend had read the bounty notice a couple of times, the reward was good, he didn't like the idea of a "worthless necklace" nobody paid that much for something worthless. The idea didn't sit right with him but he was also curious, he hoped to find out more about this mysterious trinket as the journey went on. He expected that someone appointed to the trip would go with the hired ones... Malfiend didn't expect to be trusted with something "worthless".<br/><br/>He looked up at the sign of the "Quiver and Sickle Inn" sure that he was at the right place he walked in and asked for the Back Room. He was pointed in the general direction and he made his way.<br/><br/>As he approached his eyes moved over the elf, not just because of her beauty but also to be sure of who he was dealing with. Her feet were on the table as she was alone, that probably meant that she was really at ease, and was sure of her safety. She had an armor that wouldn't restrict her movements which meant that she probably took advantage of that in battle. Finally as he refrained from further judgement until he saw her weapons she was drinking Wyr Elani wine that meant she had a comfortable monetary position. She had an aura of danger should she be crossed so he took his assumptions to be true rather than think she was portraying a persona for the bounty hunters.<br/><br/>He traced his beard as he moved towards her table, a nonsensical tic he had picked up from one of his mentors.<br/><br/>"My name is Malfiend Vilestur" since she was an elf he hoped she didn't know of his family history, even so, since she was looking for hired swords she probably wouldn't care. He bowed his head to her both as a salute and to hide his expression before taking a seat. "I want to offer you my services, will you be needing a demonstration of my talents?" He again touched his beard "You seem like a woman of action he added, I assume you'll be leading the expedition... how should I address you? As Commander perhaps?"