<strong>Fruster</strong><br/><hr/><br/>As Fruster approached the tavern his feelings of uneasyness, that had begun the moment he entered the town, increased twofold.  He moved through the town with the hood of his cloak pulled high, keeping his face hidden.  Fruster would rather have moved about unnoticed by the locals, but the huge black wolf trailing along beside him made this impossible.<br/><br/>As Fruster opened the door to the tavern he turned to Fenris, "stay here and keep an eye out" he told the wolf.  The wolf gave a low growl acknowledging his understanding, but who knows if the stubborn beast would listen.  The tavern is warm and and full of rowdy people drinking amd playing games as he removed his hood and reflected on how long it had been since he had last been inside.<br/><br/>Fruster scaned the busy room, there was an odd asortment of humans and elves gatherd, more like it had been in the past.  There were very few people here that Fruster recognized from the half dozen times he had been in this village, but there was one face that stood out in the crowd.   The druid Sinathel was seated at a table conversing with a human of obvious noble standing.  Not wanting to inturpt his friend Fruster took a table near Sinathel's, giving him a small nod of recognition as he sat and listened to the human's challange.