"There will be no hope for the undead should they even set foot in our protected area... Rest assured my lady..." he said with a bow. He looks at the mage then the large warrior at his side. his look is one of pride and he's confident this is his destiny.<br/><br/>It is still ealry in the evening and his thraot is parched, calling for more ale. "Shall we return to our table friends, and discuss how best to proceed...?" he asks, his eyes scanning the room for the little one.