<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/66/ef/ff/66efffb462f52535ea1555baeb749db3.jpg)</div><strong>Meo Duskhand</strong><br/><strong>Isselbach Inn</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Introduction<br/><br/>Meo had been staying at the Isselbach Inn for the last few days, hoping he might find some tip or request for aid that might lead into an adventure. He was still rather new to the lifestyle and found bigger towns had many seasoned adventurers snapping up the good work. Although he'd hit the other end of the problem now, with Isselbach being so small he'd heard nothing much of interest. He was spending one last night at the inn before moving on again.<br/><br/>Meo came out of a room that wasn't his, adjusting the various straps and buckles of his leather armor. He'd run up a notable bar tab during his stay, so he'd found a drunkard with a bit too much coin in his pocket and offered his... services. Having earned enough to have his tab thus paid off, he ventured out into the bar to see if this last night might offer any interesting leads.<br/><br/>Very soon it was apparent tonight was the night. A sagely man was announcing a request for aid on a journey, with all the promise of adventure and treasure that made Meo's eyes shine like gold coins. Already, interested people who looked equipped for adventure were gathering to learn more. Meo tried to contain himself, just edging closer to the group to eavesdrop for the moment. He was taking the chance to pick up extra information without having to commit himself, although he was so eager to get out and do some real adventuring that he knew he in his heart he was as good as committed already.<br/>