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off. Wollfen looked around scanning the people in the tavern, they appeared to be locals by their tan garb and weathered skin. Some were of a black skinned race which wasn't seen often in the Kingdom, at least not further north. Wollfen found that curious, he had thought they were only to be seen in the southern islands near Svalbard across the ocean. Well that had been his experience. Up until ten years ago he hadn't seen any of them taking up residence in the Kingdom at all. Oh what did it matter? His mind was wandering, the tiredness was getting to him he thought. He looked across at his companions, they were content to wait for their ale and it was too early to eat being mid afternoon.
    “”Hey I am getting a room and having a bath then rest awhile, what you lot do is up to you. Let's meet up here again say in three hours?”
    They all nodded quietly, content to do very little. Wollfen pulled himself up off the bar stool and made eye contact with the barman, they traded some words and Wollfen was handed a key. Then he walked off down a hall at the right to the row of rooms. The other three waited on their ales and when they had drunk them moved off to their own rooms to do the same. Keera though hung around chatting to some guys, she had no intention of wasting her time on rest when there were some attractive young men to flirt with.
    Wollfen meantime having finished his bath was laying back on his bed, eyes closed but not sleeping, he was feeling his body ache and was glad to be resting. After dinner he would come back to bed and he was sure to sleep well. He felt himself drifting but sleep wouldn't claim him. It was about an hour later when he heard a commotion from the direction of the bar. At first he paid it no heed but then it occurred to him that maybe one or more of his companions could be involved? He grudgingly got up and pulled his boots on. Wollfen was in no rush, maybe it would be all over by the time he got there and he could return to bed.
    Outside his door he turned towards the bar and could make out the sound of Keera shouting, he sighed. Upon entering the bar room he could make out Keera standing there facing off with a young man with his dagger out, Wollfen could see that her dagger was still sheathed. What was going on?
    “Come on you son of a bitch! Come at me! I'm not scared!”
    While those two faced off Wollfen looked around quickly, there were a few onlookers but no one appeared to be of any danger and they weren't getting involved. Of the other two companions there was no sign. He walked over and stood to one side making his presence known. Keera glanced out of the corner of her eye at him,
    “Leave this to me, I have this.”
    The man scowled and lunged with his dagger, it was all that Keera needed and as she batted his hand to one side she swung hard with her other making a fist catching the man square on the nose. There was a shout of excitement from the crowd as the man staggered back clutching his face as blood trickled down his chin. Now he was really angry but smart too. He stood up, looking at both Keera and Wollfen,
    “You will keep.”
    And then he walked out with Keera slinging barbs goading him on, but he wouldn't bite.
    “Oh come on! That's all it takes to defeat you? What did you momma raise? A coward?”
    The man half paused in his steps but he didn't stop walking out the doorway into the street. Keera turned to Wollfen and he could see she was somewhat drunk from her bleary eyes and slight swaying. He knew not to tell her off, right now it would be a waste of time so he simply motioned for her to join him at a booth. The two of them sat down as the other patrons went about their business, some grumbling at the anticlimax. Wollfen looked at Keera without a word.
    “What? He started it.” He said nothing, still looking, “Oh for crying out loud, he was pissing me off, I couldn't just sit there and take it.”
    Again nothing from him but that silent stare, it wasn't even a