The large fighter enters the tavern as well, he is not unfamiliar here and waves at the barkeep and has his tankard of ale at the counter when he arrives.  Tossing a coin to the keep he turn and surveys the tavern.<br/><br/>The usual rifraf fills the place, a few people trying to get together 'adventrurers', mercinares more like, to fill out this or that effort in the unknown.  He looks at a few others and considers his options, not so broke yet that he cannot wait for the right position, though better to have something sooner rather then later.<br/><br/>He moves over to listen fo the offers in more detail and weighs the choices.