The Abbot took this all in. He smiled at the information. He remembered when Talia's Dad was an apprentice and he wondered who he had married. Findir was a name he had not heard before. But he nodded, it would be a good choice. He had free movement, access to anyone around town, plus carrying bag of tools. 

He could go to the tavern, but he doubted the girl would even talk to him at this point. Nor did he think the Captain was going to allow him to walk around town without an escort. With people throwing rocks, heck the captain would probably be more than happy to throw him into a cell of the jail they didn't have yet for the chaos he created.  

This was hard for Andrew, letting someone dig him out of the muck. He wanted to go get some supplies, but Talia would be watched and his life would be short. 

Andrew looked at Nelthurin and said, "I think I need some new work clothes for when the wall is built and I can plant the herb garden." he gave a wink then continues, "Do you think you could arrange a tailor or seamstress to come and measure me?" Then he looked at Master Bork, "I think you should arrange food for the lass to deliver for the midday meal, if you have time." 

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I was on the road and just got home late last night. Oh, I know who Talia's mother should me..[/hider]