Rest easy with me you would come to no harm,,, The only creatures in the wild insane enough to attack me are orcs,, and i can handle them with ease. but if you are to go out with me you would need to be armed.

"Mayhaps I get Criani to work a shift so I can finally go and buy me a weapon and some armor for a change," Boromir mentions.

If you are good with a bow that would be all the better,, there are great game animals out there ripe for the taking. And everyone should have a good short knife with them. Armour,, that is up to you.

"Yes indeed. A bow is a great idea. Actually I know of someone who might spare his bow. I will have to see how to get him in the tavern for a few drinks. A simple man that likes to hunt for boar and sometimes brings one here for me to cook," Boromir mentions.

Now fair warning,, the boar out in the pass have abundent food,, and grow very large,, and can be rather mean.

"I could imagine! I mean Kurt must have a great shot with that bow to down these huge ones so quickly," Boromir replies.

He then grabs a large mug and points at the barrel of dwarven meade wondering if Draven will have a mug for breakfast.

That would be good first thing this fine morning.

A tall and slender woman enters the tavern. She wears silky white attire and a staff shaped of a snake. She smiles seductively before sitting down revealing her long smooth legs.

Boromir almost drops the mug staring so hard. He finally realized he must close his drooling mouth. Legs shaking he goes to the lady and greets her.

"I will have a glass of that elvin wine you offer here," she says softly.

Boromir turns and walks stiffly to fetch a glass of wine.

Draven sees the strange woman come in,, and puts his hand on his axe remebering yesterday.

The lady doesn't let go of her staff seeing the minotaur is uneasy. She then winks at him before seeing her glass of wine set before her.

She then throws 2 gold coins on the table and grabs her glass sipping on the sweet taste making her lips moist on purpose.

Boromir takes the gold and smiles before going back to get a mug of dwarven meade for his friend.

"Wow will you look at her Draven," Boromir says almost spilling half of the meade on the floor before sitting it in front of the minotaur warrior.

Taking the tankard from the innkeeper with one hand,, and the other on his axe,, Draven stares at the woman. A moment of silence is between then,, and he speaks, If you have come here looking for trouble,, My Axe is ready for you.

"Quiet to the contrary noble warrior. I come to propose you a one time offer," she says calmly sipping on her wine.

I trust not strangers that come in and eyeball me. The last one that did found himself dangiling from my hand by his throat.

"So you threatening every customer that walks in this tavern is your calling then. Maybe the reason why this tavern is so empty perhaps," the lady replies looking at Boromir.

No but strangers coming in with weapons and looking for heads does that to a Minotaur.

"I could imagine in these hard times everyone has a weapon or two. My harmless walking stick shouldn't bother you fellow adventurer," she says reassuringly as she finishes the rest of her wine.

Criani wakes up with a long stretch, reaches over to pat Beasts head and says, "Rise n shine fella, let's begin our day."

Beast yawns and rises, stretching his massive body. Front feet way out in front of him first, then leaning fowards stretching his back legs out until he was on his tiptoes. Criani laughs at him, she is so used to seeing his waking ritual, but never tires of it.

Criani peers out the window and sees a blonde lady walking toward the front door of the tavern. "Hmmm... She is quite beautiful. I wonder why one as beautiful and well dressed would be coming to a tavern so early in the morn," Criani thought to herself.

Criani and Beast come down the stairs into the tavern. She said hello to the newcomer, lets Beast out to do his business and turns to Boromir, "Is there a problem this fine morn, Boromir?"

"Good morning Criani. None that I know of," Boromir replies.

"Would you like me to cook you up some breakfast?" he asks serving another glass of wine to the fine lady who had raised her glass indicating another.

*Azareak walks in looking around, her long dark cloak covers most of her face. She takes a seat by the window watching the others*