[b][center][h3][i][color=#17c311]Cyneburg[/color][/i][/h3]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] Crossed Swords Tavern
[color=17c311]Interacting with:[/color]Keystone[/center][/b]

The fact that Keystone wanted whatever he was looking to accomplish done within the hour explained why he was so keen on getting some form of professional. Sure Cyne would probably be able to get things done more cheaply, but it would take quite a bit of time to procure the materials needed and prepare them adequately (a day at the absolute minimum if forced to harvest them directly from nature). She wasn't sure if he'd be able to get what he wanted done in that timeframe even if they could find a suitable leather worker, but it wouldn't hurt to try.

[color=17c311]"I'll be right with you, I just need to grab a few things from my room."[/color] Cyne had almost followed him right out of the tavern when she felt the frigid breeze rush in from outdoors. She'd forgotten that most of her things were still in the room. Keystone didn't seem like the kind of guy to wait around, so she made a point of hustling to the room and getting equipped as quickly as possible, so if he didn't stop, she would be able to find him again. A couple minutes of lead time would be pretty easy to catch up or track, hopefully. Those with monk training were often a lot fleeter of foot and stealthier than they let on.