[Tarfuss]

Tarfuss nodded his head to the woman when she brought his ale back. He sat back and took a long drink. It was passable, it wouldn't be winning any awards, but it was wet and it was ale, so it was good enough. Tarfuss set the mug down on the table. He saw the door open and a large figure standing in the door for a moment. Eyvind. The Deakin went to the bar for a few minutes and then ambled over to the table where Tarfuss sat, setting down a platter full of meat. It smelled good. With Eyvind's encouragement he took a mouthfull of the meat. It was good. Very good. Or, perhaps he was simply hungry. Either way he was glad for it. Speaking around the large mouthful of food he said, "Thanks, Deakin! You're a gen'lman an' a scholar. Well... Maybe not, but thanks all the same!" He chuckled at his attempt at humor and smiled a broad smile at Eyvind. "So, how go things here in Taralon - I feel I have much to catch up on!"