His coffers more noticeably empty than usual Kormac was travelling in rural Bravado rather than his usual haunt of the Meche countryside. He sets up camp in a field outside of town, paying the farmer for the land with the last of his coppers. He sets up his mobile tavern with lamps illuminating the field to dispel darkness and several small boxes loaned from the farmhouse as makeshift tables.

Once done with his preparation he takes a small bundle of flyers into the town. Written upon it the name of several choice craft ales unlikely to have made it through the parts. For those peasants unable to read he also has scribbled a small map showing the way to his encampment. Though before he gives them out he makes his way first to the local tavern, hoping to enter a partnership for his short stay rather than conflicting with local business. His club is hidden under his long coat, he doesn't intend to use it.