"You look... I didn't recognize you, Miss Arisa!" he exclaimed, ecstatic that he guessed right after all. For young town lads like Jacob there were rumors of course about the secretly popular innkeeper. Many of them were too lurid for polite conversation, but the most popular theory was that she was actually a retired adventurer, and not just a traveling merchant like their obviously jealous mothers and sisters liked to say. After all, most didn't know what to make of the gorgeous honey-blonde wife Uther suddenly claimed for himself.<br/><br/>"So... so you're really an adventurer?" Jacob summoned the courage to ask, pointing at her sword and shield which even to him seemed of far better quality than the common weapons found in commoner hands. He swallowed visibly and sweat lightly as she posed for him, but he smiled and nodded in agreement. "You look great - you look so cool!" he said in quick succession, before looking down somewhat dejectedly at his own poor gear and haggard look.<br/><br/>"I-I got the notice here," he said, pulling out the job offer he had taken down from the notice board. No one stopped him of course, being the usual one to post it periodically, but this did save Arisa the trouble of marching into the headquarters and making a scene by registering her name and intention. But then Jacob suddenly withdrew the note and asked, "Can! C-can I come with? I know what we're looking for and... and!"