The warm fire in the hearth crackles invitingly as you sit down in the other high backed chair to listen to the story. The young man smiles at you as he continues his story and the man leaning on the fireplace looks you over with a nod. The woman in the window seems to not have taken much notice of you as she listens intently.
"So I learned the hard way about that particular spell, im just glad they didn't manage to catch me or they might have burned me at the stake! Lucky me to have inherited volatile fire magic." Even the rather gruff gentleman has to laugh a bit at the tale of the young man's misadventures.
The young man turns to you and extends a hand. "Hi there, my name is Braedan. I don't think I've seen you around here before. Welcome to the Tavern. You should meet Tristan before you leave. He runs this place. Real nice guy. Oh yes, this is Valirion" he gestures towards the man with the eye patch. "And the lady just over there is Rachelle ." The woman in the window smiles a bit and waves a greeting. They all seem rather pleasant.
