Milo Orgulas's page

With his drink in hand, Milo decides to interject himself in response to Aramil's speech. "Speaking as a former bandit myself, I heartily agree. Aramil, was it? Of the Mageford? And from the sounds of things, many other leaders as well. Fantastic. My name is Milo Orgulas, and I speak for Kyras Medvyed, leader of The Bronze Seal." The halfling raises his glass toward the others by way of greeting.

Milo has been trying, as best he could, to fulfill Kyras's rather vague instructions for the last several hours, but it has been more difficult than he imagined. (Round up more information, he says. Doesn't feel the need to be more specific than that. He's a great man, but he could stand to be a touch more detailed from time to time...)

The halfling was wandering the streets, trying to track down the inn that he had heard was housing the Steel Fists while they were in town. (You'd think the sound of partying would be a dead give-away. Maybe they are on better behavior tonight. Ah, here it is!)

Steel Fist inn

Having found the right place, Milo enters the common room and looks around. (Apparently I was right to come here, seems a popular destination) he thinks, as he notices a couple of people he remembers from the square earlier (There's that fellow in the mask, I'm sure I saw him today...), and a knot of people around Dargaryen, whom he and Kyras had encountered before. (I wonder if he'll remember me? It was a while ago...) Undecided on how best to approach the group, the halfling plays it safe, and just goes to order a drink. He positions himself relatively close to the group around Dargaryen, hoping to listen for an opportunity to insert himself into the conversation.