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"It's also for me an honour to finally meet you, Herr von Graff. It was a bit difficult to find the tavern, as the town isn't very familiar. The name's Henrik Karl Adler Ritter von Altdorf" he said to the witch hunter. This could be a good chance to both gain some silver and gold to fill his purse and make amends for those lost in the service of the Empire. He gave a look to the two younger companions, the nervous von Lipvig and van Borschtep.

The two youths were barely of age. By their age Henrik had already started to serve in the army as a subaltern in a pistolier unit. They looked barely more than children in his eyes, though they and Henrik didn't have that great of a age gap. But what had struck at Henrik's eyes, was the young Lipvig's manners.

"Do you always pull a gun at people who come to talk with you, Herr von Lipvig?" His voice stayed firm and calm.