[SRP] So, You Meet in a Tavern...

[Victor]

Roland set in at his food as soon as it was put down. If what this man was saying was true, he could actually have a shot. Some sort of way to see Lenora again. The man had bought him food, had graced him in conversation... He had to be true to his word. And Roland would once again have purpose. A quest. A creed.

"Yes," he said quietly. Then much louder, "One hundred times, yes!"

He smiled and banged his fist on the table. "Sir Roland Summer," he proclaimed, sticking out his hand to finally give his companion an introduction. He hushed again. "Pleased to pledge you my sword."