[@Strange Rodent][@Zaphander][@Royaletutor59]


Skurr watched the three women enter his tiny home.  It briefly crossed his mind that this was the largest number of people the building had ever held at once, to say nothing of the number of women.  There was the bed and one chair.  Other than that, only the floor remained for seating options and a certain part of that was occupied with his packed belongings.  He had little to say at this point, these had their reasons for coming.  They would get down to it when they were ready.  A fisherman knew how to wait for the other to move first.  He didn't know what would bring these three to his door.

One at least was a regular visitor, her presence made sense.  He sat on the chair without a word as the healer did her work.  His eyes, however, focused on the other two.  One was a complete stranger.  The other, though...

"You beat him after all.  The brute at the gate."  He said without preamble with his eyes locked onto those of the warrior woman.  "He was a tough one."