Hilde concealed a stab of discomfort at the mention of Gilbrecht. The memory of the templar lunging for her throat, his eyes bulging with horror was still raw.

The idea that Cedric was still thinking about it made her yet more uncomfortable. Not for the first time she wondered if she should strike out on her own but without Cedric there was little chance she could find work as a soldier. Fortunately a change of topic presented itself.

"Barkeep! A round on us for the dwarf," she called. Shrugging her shoulders she explained.

"Maybe safer than the Hunter, he looks like someone who has tall business to take care of."