Snarf had been behind the bar counter serving  drinks and cleaning glasses, his smile wide and bright but he wasn't talking as much as he usually would be. He wasn't paying much attention to what was going on and to him it didn't matter he was there and if anyone needed him he figured they'd just ask.


Thomas, who had been watching every little thing he could from his corner let a smirk play across his lips. He was interested in everyone and everything that had been going down, but only one person really caught his eye. He watched them and only them after they had appeared in the Tavern. He would wait for them to come to him.