Harzax ears twitched as the door was opened, letting in the whisling winds inside. He turned his head towards the peculiar man with the panther as they made their way in, almost entirely neglecting the halfing waiter trying to get his attention.

"Hmmm, that should do." he mumbled, looking at the panther prowling through the tavern. Then with startled look in his face at the 'sudden appearance' of the waiter, he added: "Oh...here, and open a tab for me, I'll be around for a while." And passed him three gold coins with a hand-written business card.

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[center][h1]HARZAK ONYXCLAW[/h1]
Professional Adventurer, Bounty Hunter, Mercenary and Mage-for-Hire.
Confidenciality assured or I return your money.
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With a smile (which showed an impecable row of sharp canines) and a nod, he excused the waiter as he dug into the warm turkey, his eyes dead-set on the door. The men at the tavern, aside from the mysterious animal handler, didn't quite catch his attention, and there were at least two more roles to fill in a proper adventuring party.