"My name's Adrian. Adrian Brady." Adrian replied to Crom with a slightly slurred speech. At the newcomer's question, Adrian's ears perked up. "Yeah! I'm heading west! I could come with you, and help you over the mountains." Adrian replied, excitedly. This was his chance to strike out and actually earn something for himself. As Adrian took the last gulp from his drink, he was practically fully under the effects of the drink. Due to Adrian's state, he didn't hear any of the commotion outside. Adrian then turned to Griff, "The edge of the Empire? Over by the League? Isn't it fairly dangerous to live in that area?" Adrian asked, as he titled his head to face Griff, whom Adrian was now seeing double of, due to his state. Adrian grew up on the horror stories of what rebels did to children and women, and because of his otherwise sheltered life, Adrian believed them for the most part. People of the League might as well be trolls and ogres, as far as Adrian was concerned. Adrian noticed Crom taking a sharp look at the door, carefully watching it through the corner of his eye. It was at this point that Adrian could now hear the tense voices coming from behind the door. He craned his head, slightly, and turned his full attention to the door, now.