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Hobart looks over at the skinny Varisian youth You know your way around a wagon lad? I could always use someone that knows how to drive a team, an well as swing a sword or shoot a bow.Hobart takes another drink looking sorrowfully at the lowering level of amber goodness. What say you? care to take to the road with one of the most famous merchants in the known world. HAHAHAHA!

Hobart smiles taking a big draw from his pint. Whats that then? You know me I can always use a good hand with the caravan. I always got someone hiring on, or leaving to try their hand at some fool venture. Tell me more bout this promising soul.

Hello Red how are you doing? when are you going to leave Slim here and come see a bit of the world with me? Like I say never know when I am going to need a man with your skills. The offer is always good mind you. Hobart smiled

He takes the fresh pint after first draining the last of the pint he had been working on. Thank ya Slim. I reckon on being here a few days I have a bit of delicate business to handle as well He says with a wink Then I figure I may have to make my way on to that Sandpoint for a couple kegs of this Two Knights.

True as I'm sitting here Slim. I saw it myself Falcon's Hollow was plagued with it when I picked up the load I got now corse I had priests pray over it make sure it wasn't carrying any contagions. I can't get the reputation that I bear a load of plagued wood; no sir wouldn't do at all. He paused to take a large draw off the pint of Two Knights summer pale. Oh this is a fine brew Slim ya say this comes out of that bit of a town near Magnimar? Now I might have to make that Journey.

Hobart looks to the men who are headed for Falcons Hollow and smiles.
Well lads, I enjoyed your company along the way, and hope ya enjoyed mine. Perhaps next time we can make a jaunt together when the weather is a bit more agreeable. Eh! He looks at his own mud caked lower body then at those before him. Poor Rufus with mud nearly up to his chest. His rather vocal raven once again cursing the clouds for their perpetual expulsion of rain. Heh! Da bird says true. Now you lads take this, and finish it off in a nice warm tavern for me. I have a few days yet before I will be good an dry. He hands Lueck a bottle of the brandy he has been sharing in the evenings when camp gets set up.