<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/be/31/7d/be317d04650c159e24fe4275c1f3cd7b.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Taran Wulftarn</strong></span></span><hr/><br/>Waterdeep made his skin itch. So many people, all the horses, the salt air coming off the harbor. Taran missed the bracing chill of his homeland, sometimes. Still he had to admit that the beer here was far and away better... as was opportunity! It only took a few stops of asking for directions for the young man to end up at the Metal Inn. For a moment he stood there looking at the place, lip curling a bit.<strong>"This looks like a real shithole!"</strong>he exclaimed, uncaring of who heard him.<strong>"I could knock it over with my co-...?"</strong>He paused seeing a familiar face, chuckling as he approached the mule.<strong>"Hullo, Donut Steel, I see you haven't eaten her yet?"</strong>He rubbed his knuckles along the animal's muzzle, before turning and barging into the establishment.<br/><br/><strong>"Has anyone seen my lizard..?!"</strong>He calls out, before noting how<em>empty</em>it is. His bare chest rises and falls with a sigh. It's just not as funny when it's just the staff.<strong>"Nevermind, there she is..."</strong>He says, before muttering under his breath,<strong>"Two taps and the place would collapse, look at this..."</strong>He gave the barmaid his most charming smile as he passed by on his way to the bar, taking a stool next to the kobold.<strong> "I'll take something hot and something cold, tavenmaster,"</strong>he tells the porly man before looking to the reptile.<br/><br/><strong>"Here for the job, or the atmosphere?"</strong>He presses one of the broadsheets from the street onto the bar, smoothing it out.<strong>"A 'quest,' it says. I think we might be looking at a Lurue cult or something."</strong>he cast a suspicious look over towards the elf, to see if the likely suspect held any unicorn iconography. He then turned back to Neeral with a broad, easy smile.<strong>"Didn't imagine I'd run into you again, you know, figured you would have found enough gold to wrap yourself in silk and never have to leave your mansion by now..."</strong>His eyes followed Kiva, something between suspicion and curiosity plain on his face.