Rydell stepped up to the tall dark skinned man at the bar, the man ignored him for a moment before turning to regard the other, he snorted slightly, obviously unimpressed by his appearance, it was clear that he thought that he would have little trouble if it came to a fight between the two of them.
"You Ragnar?" Rydell asked him simply,
"Might be..." the other replied, returning to his drink again, "Who's asking?"
"Just an interested party... There's talk that he's got a bounty of 100 Gold Raq on his head if brought before the Drenai King to answer questions about a certain missing treasury key..."
"Well..." the man turned around again and leaned forward towards Rydell's face, he stood at least a foot taller than him, "You can stop listening to talk then, I've already broke three people's arms who got too interested in something that didn't concern them."
Rydell barely moved as they faced each other the sudden silence in the tavern as the patrons awaited the outcome, the tension filling the air between the two.
"Seems I'd best be leaving then..." He replied, the tavern seemed to collectively sigh in relief, it seemed they would be having a peaceful night after all.
"Aye," Ragnar chuckled as he picked up his glass and finished the ale in a single long draft, he wiped his mouth with his hand. "Best you better be."
A slight smile quirked the edge of Rydell's lips as a sudden puzzled expression crossed Ragnar's face, his eyes drooped slightly and with a sudden crash he crumpled to the ground and began snoring loudly.
Rydell put the tiny vial of lotus venom that he'd just added to Ragnar's drink back into his pouch and unhooked a length of strong rope from his belt...
"Of course, you'd be coming with me..."
Rydell typically dresses in a light brown cloak wrapped around his rough leather clothes and chainmail shirt. His heavy crossbow and iron bound shield slung over his back and his steel bastard sword at his belt. His face is rugged and clean shaven but his hazel eyes hold a touch of weariness. He has a small scar above his left eye and a silver necklace with a tiny silver sword pendant around his neck. His long blond hair is usually either in a long plait down his back or swept under the hood of his cloak.
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