Harol followed Freya, and when the little spectacle with the drunk happened, he couldn't help himself smiling and almost laughing. The man was certainly not expecting to get any sort of reaction towards him, and while getting threatened was just the answer he deserved, the look on his face was priceless. But after the first wave of amusement had passed, Harol couldn't help but realize that he had been travelling with this person for about a day now. What stopped her from doing the same to him? That certainly was something he needed to be aware of. Well, for now it seemed like he was safe from such outbursts though.

Not too long after that, Freya reached Noddy's table and called for the man's attention. Noddy lazily opened his left eye, scanned Freya for a moment with his eye and then spoke back with a voice that sounded like it's owner had seen everything: "Well then what happens depends on your friend, for your shape does not look familiar to me." He then opened his right eye as lazily to the halfway point and turned to face Harol who had just sat into the table as well, and now pulled his hood back just a bit. As the tattoo came to his sight, Noddy's both eyes widened, and suddenly his voice gained a whole new undertone: The man was curious. "Well certainly I'll see to it whoever you are", Noddy said towards Freya, "as I owe the house of your friend here... what was it now... three more favours I think...? This place is a wee bit full of curious ears though, so if you don't mind we should go elsewhere." Noddy rose up from the table, and a slight clinking could be heard from his belt. There were three rings inbetween two blade sheaths, and these rings looked much like the ones in Harol's staff. Noddy made a little 'follow me' gesture, and moved towards the stairs at the back of the room.

Harol rose to follow the man and shared a few silent words with Freya: "Oh, so that's why... the man owes us ring favours... I'll explain in more detail later, but I assure you, we can trust him. We can trust nobody like we can trust him." Harol did not bother mentioning the fact that the man actually would not have any real reason to protect Freya as an individual, but Harol knew that as long as she was with him, he would have to. They moved to the downstairs area where Noddy opened one of the rooms with a key he was carrying and after letting everybody else in, he followed and closed the door behind him. "So, Arkdal", Noddy started and moved his fingers over the three rings on his belt, "what is it?" "We need to get to house Clasz, and this village happened to be on the way. We simply need a place to stay the night without fear, and then we can get there tomorrow", Harol answered to the question and took a look at Freya. Noddy placed his forefinger on his chin and muttered to himself "How to arrange, just how..." before adding "Certainly, let me just think a bit..." in a more audible voice.