Pleasantries

Simon took a seat across from Katya and placed the axe on the table, his nerves not settling after the raid by the bounty hunters. Keeping his hand on the axe, his eyes scanned the room until they landed on Katya where she was nearly falling asleep in her chair. He had expected her to sleep on the ride and so wasn't exactly surprised that the exhaustion was beginning to get to her. Looking around, he turned slightly in his seat as a particularly hairy man came out of one of the hallways. Giving the man an ackonwledging nod, he turned back with a smile of amusement as Katya spoke. Feeling his brows furrow as she spoke. He pursed his lips and watched the bounty hunters disappear down different halls before answering in a whisper, "This brothel falls under neither kingdom's jurisdiction. It is closest to Verden, but neither kingdom truly extends their power out this far."

Looking up as suddenly there was a scream from down the hall, he groanimes and rolled his eyes before continuing, "We are currently in a small buffer zone between the two kingdoms. It is an unofficial agreement to stay out of each other's hair, but it leads to increased skirmishes and bandit activity. I believe these two might be Dalen bounty hunters sent to find an offender who escaped the actual jurisdiction of the Dalen Kingdom."

Looking up as the innkeeper came over to them with their skillets, he noticed that she looked a little worse for wear and a little more flustered after the screaming down the hall. Taking the skillet, he smiled and thanked her before offering her payment and an extra three gold coins as a tip.

Beginning to eat his meal, he had put a heavy dent in it when the male walked up to the table. He would have ignores his presence until the man mentioned their allegiance. Cocking an eyebrow up, he lifted his head slowly before swallowing and then speaking, "I thank you for your courtesy, but I suggest you go get your drink. Your whites are waiting for you and your tongue is flapping with too much information that isn't yours to flap."