On hearing the troubles plaguing the town were no more than coincidence as he had suspected, Alavae turned back to his meal. He paid the other guests in the inn little heed until the male human addressed him directly. Looking up over his furs, he fixed Caleb with a firm gaze for few moments to gauge the situation fully before replying.<br/><br/>"I dare say I would agree sir. I will join you, thank you, as there seems precious little other company to partake of, and there is no better time than time spent in the company of others," he said, standing and moving over to join the other two slowly. Reaching them, he bowed slightly to each in greeting. "Well met. I am Alavae, son of Galthen, from the northern hold of Nulinor," he announced in perfect, if slightly detached politeness as he did so.