Andrion Wilgor 58/60
Still leaning on his staff he rubbed his cheek, where he had been hit by the swordhilt in the brawl in the tavern he noticed that the man who called himself Inquisitor was studying each of them one by one. He felt uneasy when his gaze fell on him, but outwardly showed no sign of this. "Larry Silverfall only wishes to see his wife again. Surely nothing could be wrong with that. Besides how can we know that we can trust you? You are a lone traveller in lands corrupted by the Modding One. You could easily be his servant. I am not saying you serve him, just that we need some proof to be able to trust you." He shifted his weight from one foot to the other still staying in a position ready for anything.
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