[b][center][h3][i][color=746f6f]Nor[/color][/i][/h3]
[color=#746f6f]Location:[/color] Crossed Swords Tavern
[color=746f6f]Interacting with:[/color]Kyra[/center][/b]
What kind of gullible sods was Nor getting himself involved in this time? He could understand doing this shit for free if they were just dealing with bandits, a wild animal or greenskins. After all, getting rid of an infestation is payment unto itself, but undead? Might as well go around clearing hornet nests with only a stick while you're at it for all the good that will come to you. But once a decision is made, you stick to it. No sense in getting cold feet afore you even get out of bed, so to speak.

[color=746f6f]"Morning, lass,"[/color] Nor replied to Satilla before he returned his attention back to Kyra. Common courtesy should be upheld with members of a team you're trying to join. [color=746f6f]"Aye, but at least one of yer number I'm countin' as a customer for me other practice, and I gotta make sure they can live long enough for me tae actually do my job."[/color] He'd keep being more or less straight with the ranger. It seemed to have worked so far, and he had a hunch his normal sales persona wouldn't go over well.