Talia mostly faded into the shadows, by her very nature, and Allison was a fairly plain, human woman; they drew less attention than he did, at least. Sek'bas, on top of being large and intimidating, didn't seem to be that friendly, towards the crowd... but Korima was eating up the attention, and blatantly flirting with anything that drew close.<br/><br/>This carried on for a good twenty or thirty minutes, before the door opened and a pair of figures entered; the first was an older, human man, slightly balding, still in reasonably good shape, wearing dark clothes and proudly displaying more than a few scars. By his side was a tall, elven woman in plate, with long, dark hair... who seemed to be guarding him much the way Sek'bas was guarding Devaguea.<br/><br/>It didn't take long for the newcomers to spot the crowd, given that they were so ostentatious, and he beamed and made his way over to the table. "Well, I wasn't expecting such a speedy visit!" he said. "Though the tales do you no justice, my friend; from what I had heard, you were fifteen feet tall, and could kill bandits with a glower! Maegar Varn, lord of this here metropolis," he said, leaning over the table, and extending a hand to shake. "Welcome to Varnhold!"