Serric

"Happy about it? We'll see about that." the young man replies to the ambiguous answer. Then, seeing the door burst open, Serric instinctively drops his hands from holding the blanket around him and draws both his shortswords. As the halfling enters he raises them and is about to move forward to strike but then he holds his hand a moment. "You said...four...is this the fourth?" His tone is completely no nonsense and he gives the impression that if the answer is 'no' then the halfling's life would quickly be snuffed out.