Lazarus had just sat down comfortably and enjoyed his ale, when someone approached him: It wasn't that special really, so he lowered his other hand on a hilt of a sword. But this figure , Vlad, wasn't out for a fight it seemed, instead he offered him work. He listened through his offer while taking a sip of his drink every now and then, and quietly waited for the person to leave and disappear before lifting his head and shaking it, glancing over at the bag and getting up, he takes the 'token of appreciation' as it was called and lobs it over at the tavern keeper, telling him to offer free drinks to people as long as that bag runs out. He then leaves the tavern quickly and looks around, where did that figure go?."Hmph." He frowns slightly and heads away from the building, it could be a trap for all he cared, and even if it was not, Lazarus was a bounty hunter, not a mercenary nor an assassin. This person, whoever he was in the end, clearly could not tell the difference, but since he offered that kind of a deal, there was a fair chance that his head too would be found from a bulletin board sooner or later. Or then he could go after him by making his suggestion a personal offence towards his good...dec...name.

Lazarus now had two choices. Either he disappeared from the city without another sound, or then returned to the tavern the next day and comfort this Vlad person.. He would probably run into a conflict with him, which could lead to property damage and possibly bystander casualties. Or then, the whole thing would be a set up by the watch to see if they can take him in for accepting assassination contracts. On the other hand, Lazarus was confident that he could get away from the possible ambush, but then, Vlad did not seem just a normal person, and having him to deal with along with these watch members could prove to be difficult. At least, alone.