Dragon Hunt
Ravyn looked up from her meal when the door opened. She had been sitting in the tavern for the past hour, slowly eating her meal and wondering if she should give up on her task and just go home. Go home? She had no home. Her father and mother were both killed, and it was her job to avenge their deaths.
She watched the cloaked man walk into the room. Under his hood she saw his eyes scan the room, and his hands remain hidden under the large sleeves of his cloak. He headed off to the bar and spoke to the barmaid, yet Ravyn noticed he never stopped scanning the room. What was he looking for? Maybe he is paranoid. Checking for threats constantly wherever he goes? It did not matter, Ravyn decided. She went back to her meal, he would be of no use to her.
"Mind if I join you?", came a voice interrupting Ravyn's thoughts. She looked up and saw the man she had seen enter the tavern, his hood was down and his red hair flared brightly against his dark cloak. Why not, she considered. He may, perchance, have knowledge of what she was looking for. "No problem, take a seat." Ravyn replied. The man sat down in the seat opposite her and proceeded to eat his meal. His plate was piled high with a lot of meat, and he had a large mug of beer to help it go down. Ravyn reflected that this guy clearly had not had a meal in a while.
They say in silence for a few minutes before Ravyn ventured to speak to him;
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