"They're hailing from Kanem m'lady. Rough group t' be sure. Traders so they claim, but I'd not put piracy past them, black hearted southerners to a man. No need to worry on your part mistress Kal, I'll be having an extra man or two on at the tavern. Can't be too careful these days." The man explains.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>The dwarf stands his ground and stares up at the giant woman, scowling, a strange sight indeed the little dwarf facing off against the hulking female. "Might be I've got a job for you if you know your way 'round a sword. Might even be it pays a fair bit too. My client likes people who can keep their mouths shut, an' I'm wondrin' if yer that type."<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>The thug looking fellows face glazed over and his fists balled into fists. "Goat man, you best watch your mouth or I'll shut if for you permanently. My face may look like this, but the other fellows aren't breathing any more."<br/><br/>The man jerked a hand in his direction with the thumb extended towards himself, " I'm an agent here, put wise-cracking toughs like you in with people looking for you types. You need work, maybe I can find it for you. All depends on what you're looking for and what you'll do."