The tall hooded elf wheels around off his bar stool at the last moment possible and in one smooth motion both disarms and strikes the misguided youth. The youth, surprised runs out of the tavern clutching his face. The tall figure examines the dagger and wraps it in a piece of ragged leather, and places it in his pack. The commotion does not go unnoticed and the bar man is quick to offer his apologies and pours the tall elf a free flagon of the house brew. "Children of evil?", grumbles the tall elf. The elf then sits back on his bar stool and periodically scans the room for something or someone. "Where in Grey hawk are they?", he grumbles in a low tone. A beautiful fair haired maiden dressed in simple rags sits next to the elf and begins to pour forth her womanly charms. "I noticed you here sitting by yourself stranger, I was wondering if you wanted some company tonight?", said the girl. Th elf's expression did not change and he merely looked at her briefly and looked back at his flagon. "Suit yourself, you may sit if you wish but I am not here for pleasure.", said the elf. "What is it then, that you seek handsome stranger?", replied the girl, batting her deep blue eyes. "I am here to meet some soldiers from the Barony of Hamlet, although I don't know what they look like. If they aren't here by now, I expect them shortly.", said the elf sipping his ale. What do you do?
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