Leon sits sprawled at a table in the corner of the Tavern of Old song, content to relax a soak up the atmosphere of the common room. After a week of traveling, it was refreshing to rest up before he began making into ‘The Whispering Carn’ that he had heard so much about.
With his clothes as clean as they had been for sometime, his armor sitting upstairs instead of weighing across his shoulders, a warm bath behind him and a mug of free ale in front of him, the last thing the youth was expecting was an elfish man to stand up and call for adventurers to join him in an expedition to the very place Leon wanted to go.
Able to appreciate the humor of the moment, Leon laughs along with a few of the other patrons, and gives the elf a salute with his ale mug. Content for the moment to watch the scene play out, Leon’s smile slides from his face slightly when he sees the curious man with the glowing signals about his head move to join the elf.
Realising that there was more than a curious level of interest in the Carn for both of the exotic individuals, and therefore a greater than even chance he would encounter the both of them in any case, he excuses himself and walks to the table in time to hear the strange human speak.
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Originally Posted by
Lord_Asmodeus
did you say the Whispering Carn? I've been searching all over town for clues as to its whereabouts, and now you're offering to pay someone to join you there, ahh Irony. Well I'll take the job gladly, if you don't mind of course
He moves to join the table and sits down, a serious expression on his face.
"I do not know about pay, but if you are both as interested in The Whispering Carn as I am, then I think it would be remise of us not to introduce ourselves. At the very least, it may well save… Misunderstandings… In the future. My name is Leon."