C.A.R.P.S.

[Lee Priest]

The door creeks open with its familiar sound and soon a cloaked male comes in. He is quiet and watchful as he enters and looks around for familiar faces. With a smile he pulls down the hood exposing his shaved face and leather cap. He moves for a spot near the wall and orders a drink.
Looking at the Bambour, “ Ahhh, it is good to see that the ale maker is doing well. Tell me, is Sylas available and doing as well?”

Lee waits for a response and looks around the room for yet other familiar faces.

[Spiff Fizzhlebohp]

Hey long time no see. Hows it going and stuff.

[Sylas Hay]

*Sylas wanders in unawares*

[Lee Priest]

Lee spins in time to see the cold patron make his way into the dimly lit room. Lee stands to greet his old friend and gives him a cheerful smile.
"Sylas, I have met with the a contact in the Barons keep and the tails of here are interesting. I hear you have done good with what you could regarding the guards and the outposts. I was wondering if you were willing to take on a partner to share in these matters?" Lee puts out his hand to shake his old friends. "I left for matters in which I felt I was needed. Now I return because it seems that Midway is more dispare than where I was. I could enjoy any task that you feel I can help you with. If not point me in the direction in which you beleive I should begin."
Lee stands there for a reply.

[Sylas Hay]

*welcoming Lee back warmly*

"Its good to see you back safe my freind. Kimberlyn said you were close."

*listens to his words*

"I would very much appreciate any help you can offer, but I think that we should talk at length, perhaps..."

*Sylas sits down, but his speaking trails off as Rowen starts to speak..*

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