[SRP] The Three Wyverns Tavern

[Swift_Assassin]

The pair looked at each other when they heard mention of bandit attacks in Pherae. "Do you think he's involved in any way?" Carla had asked. She was referring to their other cousin, Shad. Last they knew, he was also bound for Bern. He planned on passing through Pherae, as they were likely the most tolerant march in Lycia.

"Knowing Shad? Yeah, definitely. Trouble finds us more often than we find trouble," Lennox replied. He looked and saw an armored knight with red hair had arrived and sat on the opposite side of their red armored friend. He looked tough and something on his waist made a sound. He leaned back in his chair, balancing on the back legs to try to get a good look, to no avail. He grabbed his ale and took a sip of it, grimacing a bit. Carla chuckled a bit at his reaction. He glared at here as he put the drink back down. "Those last few guys were persistent in chasing us down."

Carla took a bite of her food as she considered her reply. "That's what happens when you're paid to collect something. They probably can't afford to not chase us," She answered her eye peering at Dyrnwyn. "They must not have been informed about the warning we gave their friends, otherwise they probably wouldn't be hunting down with such fervor." She speculated. Lennox thought about it and nodded. They warned the previous group about how 'selective' Dyrnwyn was with it's wielders, especially the mortality rate of those who grabbed the blade. So that must have been the case.

"Well, we are in the clear now, so let's enjoy it," Lennox suggested as he grabbed a large chicken leg and took a bite out of it. Wow. This was worth the price. He thought as he savored the taste. Better than anything Carla and I could make on the road, that's for sure.