Derrick posture is high and straight and for good reason. The traveling knight had just finished a personal mission in dismantling a goblin raiding group that had been terrorizing the towns to the south. The attack alone was strange as goblins usually avoided such tactics, but the knight had proven there was a leader behind it all. The leader was a particularly intelligent hobgoblin that had both the skill and leadership ability to turn the normally unruly bunch into an effective raiding team. Though with some effort Derrick was successful in cutting the head from the snake's body.<br/><br/>His hands holds onto the reins guiding the powerful black stallion to a slow walk towards the well known tavern. He lets out a relieved sigh at the idea of a warm bed, and perhaps an even warmer body. Once he reached the grounds, the knight brings his leg over to one side and dismounts from his horse. He turns his attention to the young man coming to him and gives his response. " Ah yes, everything sounds good for me and my mount." his hand pats the horse at his neck. He notices the bulge in the young man's pants as he gives a grin with a certain assumption playign at his mind. A gold coin is lifted from his coin pouch and he slips it into the stableboy's hand. his voice deep as he says. "Spend it wisely my friend... always make sure you pick the right girl."<br/><br/>Derrick grins as he gives a pat to the boy's cheek, and makes his way to the entrance of the tavern. He leaves the care of his horse and his bags to the hands of the stable boy. The only items he carries with him are his clothing, including the half-plate armor he wears with the sword and shied strapped to his back. The coinpouch resting at his left hip.