Mingling

Timestamp: Stoneshade Keep - Great Hall Evening

Both men looked at Boyce Blackwolf with amusing interest. They were men that work the land and made their fortunes from the sweat and blood of their backs and didn't necessarily understand how some could spend their lives in dark rooms pouring over dusty tombs. But having their names in historical works recorded for prosterity had an incredible appeal for both.

It was Thert who spoke first as he seemed the most pleasant and friendly of both. " Well we could make some time I'm sure for such a learned man. In a month's time or so our friend Sadir here is opening is new sawmill. Maybe than we could all meet for a conversation over some drinks." He suggested. Sadir simply grunted his agreement.

"The natives are problematic at times." He continued. "This is their land after all, although they don't appear to have any concept of land ownership."