"And who", Balefire continued, "might these friends of yours be?  They
have the look of hard journeying upon them."
     Alduin couldn't help but notice the warmage had not addressed him
directly. The scribe decided to let it pass, and he continued to work at his
Aldabaran Dark. Although it wasn't as rich as what he had at home, it made
up for this lack with its undercurrent of honey. He had been trying to decide
what it was. Now he was sure it was honey that made the rum sweet.
     He would let Elfiran answer the question.	

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Elfiran took his boots off of the table and sat up.  "Aye Balefire, they do
seem te 'ave travelled quite a distance te get 'ere.  This do be master
Alduin, and these are his travelling companions.  The one sittin' on me
barstool goes by the name of K'tarin, and it seems ah'v 'eard thet name
somewhere's before.  The other two, ah 'ave no idea whet name they go by,
but ah'm sure we'll find thet out later.  We'll join ye in a spell,
Balefire."  

Balefire nodded in agreement, and went back over to his table while
producing refreshements out of thin air.  Elfiran chuckled, then turned
back to Alduin.  "It seems fortune is smiling on all of us today Alduin.
You, on one hand, want te scribe great deeds.  Us", Elfiran gestures at
Balefire's table and himself, "are destined to perform great deeds.  Just
afore ye entered me tavern, ah heard rumblin's from some friends of mine
about a possible quest, worthy of me time.  Mayhaps Balefire knows sometin
about it."  Elfiran stood up and gestured Alduin and his party to follow
him as he walks over to Balefire's table.  

"Balefire, ah see ye travel as usual, with beautiful, but obviously deadly
companions, you excluded Tab".  Elfiran snickers as Tabanallis frowns.  "It
seems we shall be travelling together for awhile Balefire.  Ah'v heard of a
quest of sorts in the works, and ah'm itchin te get back out there and
'exercise' me body.  Master Alduin, it seems is a scribe of the highest
order and wishes to accompany us to record our deeds.  If ye kin wait till
the morrow, then we ken all get a good nights rest afore our journey.  Of
course, with full refreshments provided by the Porcupine tonight and
tomorrow.  This will let us catch up on old times Balefire."  

With that, Elfiran chuckles, then produces his own refreshments with a
flourish.  He then, mumbles a mantra, wiggles his hands a bit, and
immediately all the ale, and white wine are chilled.  "Ah tried some of
this chilled ale, whilst ah wuz travellin over the Dragontails.  It seems
te be quite a bit better then the swill most of the taverns serve."
Elfiran plops down next to Balefire, puts his boots on the table, and asks
Balefire, "So whet do ye say?  On the morrow then?".....