"Yes, this should help greatly. Thank you."
Bavros looks to the others and motions out towards the door.
"Shall we go hunting some goblin warboss, then?"
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"Okay, then, where might we find this baron? Or are there any maps and such available? Seems like an army of goblins would be a problem someone would have some intelligence on."@
"What can you tell me of this goblin, Guggelex? Is it a warboss? Or some sort of witchy goblin creature? Where might it lair?"
"So, barkeep, is there a bounty board or listing somewhere of who wants dangerous tasks done fer gold? All this talk a orcs is fine and all, but I prefer a more sure thing."
Bavros seems nonplussed about the young lady and her reaction to his appearance. He raises an eyebrow when she says her servant is dead, but says nothing.
"Yeah, some kinda sneaky thief fella. Dunno which crew he runs with me but I doubt he's got our best interests at heart." He subtly point out the man in the alley.
Seeing the young woman behind him, Bavros slows his pace and lets her catch him up> "Howdy. Mind if we walk into town together? Some of the gatesmen seem to take a dislike to me. Dunno why, whole town's muddy and dusty, ain't like I am gonna make the place dirtier. Names Bavros, by the way. Pleased to meetcha." Bavros extends a well-calloused hand in greeting.
Bavros walks confidently in the grass alongside the road into town. His disheveled appearance and coating of dirt is completely ignored by the lanky man, carrying a pack laden down with the bounty of the forest.
A brace of coneys hang from a cord on his satchel, while the rest of his forage sits comfortably in his worn and patched backpack.
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