[Eyvind Redbeard]

The Vagaran took the tankard of ale and raised it to his lips but before taking a sip spoke.

"Indeed, it's not much to ask for. That's what I would like to know, what will happen to me and to my men..."

And he too a long sip and closed his eyes. The beverage ran down his throat leaving a smooth taste behind. Then a voice spoke. The voice denoted strength and nobility and spoke wisely and cautiously. Placing his tankard on the counter the Vagaran turned to see the man who had just sit next to him. His clothes were dirty from days of journey and his weapons showed his profession. But above all what caught Eyvind's attention was the man's knowledge of the Tenets of Honor. The Daekin nodded to the man to thank him for the compliment with which he'd started speaking.

"I am indeed a follower of the Aslan."

Eyvind said while raising a thick medalion depicting Aslan on it.

"This is the symbol of my god, Aslan-Immanuel, Prince of Aetheria."