[h3][b][i][color=7F7765][center]Lucan Cauldwell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=7F7765]Location:[/color][/b] The Crossed Swords Tavern
[b][color=7F7765]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Kyra, Alto, Ash, Lob, Sundos, Sona[/center]

Remaining fairly silent as Kyra had her last words with Marcus, Lucan moved along with her back toward the Tavern, waiting for Marcus to be out of earshot before he finally said anything. [color=7F7765]"Already managed to piss off the local lawmen... Great."[/color] He'd add a soft chuckle after he spoke, a joking tone to his voice, but the slightest hint of honest awkwardness. As they got back to the tavern itself, Lucan moved inside with Kyra and looked over to the group by the fire, spotting the elven female and realising they'd taken on yet another. Moving over the fire, Lucan didn't bother to take a seat, standing by Kyra as he rested his hands on the pommel of his sword, eyes glancing over each of the individuals who sat by the fire, rapidly growing used to Lob's bursts of shouting.

[color=7F7765]"Well - now that we're not making the Constable angry, i'm Lucan - just passing through, or at least I was, managed to pick up some work escorting a trader through Orc territory... Any of you would be welcome to join, i'm sure."[/color] Lucan explained rather simply as he looked over the group, finally getting to the point of why he'd joined them in the first place, glancing over to Kyra.

[color=7F7765]"In fact, the merchant i'm escorting asked if you specifically would be interested."[/color] He commented, giving her a gentle nod as he kept his left hand on his blade pommel, shifting his right up to the scarf around his neck as he adjusted it, the heat of the fire making it somewhat uncomfortable, but he made no effort to remove it as he stood by the fire quietly, waiting for the others to either introduce themselves, or to provide an answer to his offer.