The squire continued scowl as he slowly drained his mug, still looking quite conflicted.  Finally, however, just as he reached the bottom of his drink, the darkness cleared and he sighed heavily.  "Fine.  I'll take you to him if that's what you really want.  I can't promise how he’ll react though.  Sir Grell's a dangerous man, he is… won more melees than any knight I've served yet."  He shrugged then climbed down off his chair with some evident difficulty, smoothing down his surcoat afterwards, as though to regain some dignity.  "I've a mount I'll need to fetch from the stables and some gear of my own.  I can meet you by the gates shortly.  Be sure you have enough supplies for at least a two days ride."<br/><br/>The dwarf paused, glancing up at Leanna before thrusting out a hand.  "Wendell, since you've yet to ask.  Oh, and I'd like my payment up front if you have it.  A few gold will do.  I'm not overly fussy."<br/>