Allard sat at the middle of the table, concentration evident on his face, as he thought about what the others were discussing. As he sat and listened, thinking of any input he could add to the conversation, he noticed the new people, to him at least, who had met up with them from the mountain keep. He wasn't sure what to think about there being even more gnomes, but as he listened to them he fund them quite entertaining if anything. Nuva was quite a sight, as it wasn't often he saw many people larger than him. If he were to guess, he probably had some giant blood in him. Then there was also Secret, who for the right price seemed to be able to find any information someone could ask for.

Although Allard has heard of vampires, never has he actually seen one before. He wasn't to keen on changing that either if he could help it. There had been many a gruesome tale that surrounds their ilk, and to be quite honest he wouldn't want to become another one of those tales. However, Allard wasn't quite sure if it even could be one. The man could just be off his rocker, which he clearly was, and be weak minded. Not to say that they shouldn't be prepared for the worst, it just seemed extremely uncommon in this area.

When Virgil spoke up he listened intently, more so to the later statement than anything. His eyes never left the old man as he studied him and his grip on his drink tightened. Although the man did speak of fighting against the Khalahar in a dark time of their past, they were still being attacked and sold into slavery to this day. Needless to say, it didn't settle well with him and his usual cheerful demeanor seemed to fade. He didn't blame the old man for anything, but it just brought up memories that he'd rather not think of. he took his eyes off the man and looked down at his drink, relaxing his grip.

 Maybe he could actually talk to Virgil about it one day. He obviously wasn't part of the Andred military anymore and may actuallly have information he could use to find the group that attacked his home. If not, maybe Secret could possibly help him as well. Though, from the sound of it, her information didn't come cheap and money was something he didn't have. Allard took a large breath to help calm himself down and started rotating his tankard a bit in his hand.

"I wouldn't go so far as to say it could be a vampire. After all, the man didn't seem to prove to be the most stable of minds. Though, I will say that it would be an error on our part to go in unprepared for the worst."