The serving-wench nodded.  "Since the Hold's loss, we are accustomed to taking care of our own.  Thank you for your regard, though."  She gave a smile that had every look of being sincere...which was different from the smile she had given when first approaching Tian's table.<br/><br/>At that moment, a man burst into the tavern...it was the slightly rotund gentleman who had left before to inquire about horseshoes.  "The Rhaanites are riding south," he announced loudly.  "The greenskins have gathered an army there.  They are marching on the city!"  In the distance, a clanging could be heard...