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The nervousness faded a bit from the baron's countenance as his "guests" eventually took the invitation, mentally reassessing the pecking order here. Clearly the dame was the leader, yet so far it's the elf taking the reins. An expert, perhaps? Well, no matter. He just need to do his part.

[i]"Men, summon the good doctor, please! Make it quick."[/i] He ordered to no one in particular as the servants filed in on his command, carrying trays of freshly made food. Say whatever about Fanghorn, but when it comes to food there's few place that could be their match. [i]"Ah, and get a sturdier bench for our big friend here. I'm afraid the chair wasn't built for one so big."[/i]

Thinking back to the one broken by Ragnar, it'll probably not hold the larger bear-man. Even if he seemed more polite than the northener.

[i]"I'm sure you know who I am, but let me introduce myself. Baron Otto von Kruber of Fanghorn, at your service. How may I be of assistance to the crown?"[/i]