Remi Krevel

Remi patted the dwarf's back. "I'm learning to like you more by the second! Ha ha ha!"

"Right, so there's our man. Let us go and get this done with. Don't want to have the ale waiting!" he smiled as he waltzed through the taproom and over to the man who was called Master Maff.

"A good day to you, sir! My colleagues and I would like to discuss about this," he placed the ad on the table for the man to read, "...ad you posted. We are interested for the position of your caravan guards. You are hiring, yes?"