[Legolas]

On their way to the city, the group is halted by a muscular man stepping out from under the treeline. He raises his hand in greeting before stepping up to the rider in front.

"Greetings. My name is Durlan Gnubber, and I'm a ranger around these parts. Just checking to make sure yer intent's good, an' ye'll no be causing trouble. Mind if you tell me yer name and.. Ah, there is somene coming up behind us."

He turns around and raises his voice.

"Come along lad, don be afraid!"


And indeed, a young man satters into the open. It is one of the boys the group had seen in Witchywood the day before, and he is panting, as if he'd run all the way. Attatched to his belt are a wooden sword and a big pouch. Fumbling, his fingers remove the pouch and he hands it to Galadria.
"From the mayor, for your troubles."
He's turning about, ready to sprint back towards his home, when Durlan 's hand on his shoulder spins him back.

"Come 'long now boy. Tis yer one chance to hear bold tales first hand from the adventurers who lived them.
(he turns to the group)
So ye'd be the vampire hunters then? I'll walk with ye a while an' you can tell us all 'bout it."