Marc sits back and half-closes his eyes, looking at you underhis lids.<br/>"Your group is in the tavern. All the way to Westtower Keep, Kim", he gestured at Josh, "has been hinting that you are 'needed' there. When you arrive, he leads you straight to the keep."<br/>Judging by Josh's face, it was news to him as well.<br/>"Not only that, but the guards know his name and let you in. A richly dressed lackey greets you".<br/>In that moment, Marc leaned forward and changed his voice to that of an old man.<br/>"Ah, master Kim! You and your companions were expected. You're in time, as your elders said you would be.  Care to follow me to the Lord Michael Mahon throne room?"<br/>"M-my eld-ders said I'd be in time?", Josh said incredulously.<br/>"The man quirks a brow", Marc answered, "but his voice doesn't change: 'of course, master Kim. They obviously have a high opinion on you! And since your order has always been friendly to the ruling Mahon family, allow me to welcome you to the Westtower Keep! Care to follow? Refreshmen's shall be served after you meet Lord Mahon, but he dislikes waiting..."