Location: Kirborg, The Keep<br/>Date / Time: March 16, early afternoon<br/>Tagging: Eztli<br/><hr/>From what Eztli could see, the dwarf's armor and weapon had seen some wear and tear, but had been repaired quite well, and as the dwarf shifted his weight around a little it was obvious to a trained fighter like Eztli that the armor was a very good fit, well adjusted to its wearer.<br/><br/>The dwarf returned the study of his opposite, before he nodded. "Ulfgar Deepsteel's the name. Would be helpful if you told me whom you might have business with here, but I am pretty sure it's not with me. So come along and I'll lead you to the woman in charge."<br/><br/>Ulfgar shouldered his axe and stomped up the ramp to the outer courtyard of the keep. Here, too, people were working on small plots between the houses and barns, chicken could be heard behind one of the barns, and the smells spoke of cows and sheep kept close by.<br/><br/>As they approached the gate to the inner keep and its solid stone walls, Ulfgar motioned for Eztli to step aside for a moment when he heard the clatter of hooves on stone. Half a dozen men passed them, all clad in studded leather armor, leading two pack horses. The men were armed with a variety of weapons, some with swords, others with hatchets or short spears. All of them carried bows and quivers, three long bows, the other three shorter bows. All wore sturdy boots and cloaks over their armor. Behind them followed a tall, lean woman with short cropped black hair, dressed very much like the men, armed with a longbow and a short sword.<br/><br/>"Odin watch you," Ulfgar said to her as she passed him and was offered an "and you" in return, before the small party vanished down the ramp, the way Eztli had entered the keep.<br/><br/>Ulfgar looked after them for a moment. "Come along then. You didn't run into any trouble along the way from Scarborough, did you?"