Ravenloft - the Gathering of the Mists
Randal falls silent as Arafarafarfa threatens Zertin, the man from Surd managing just a small smile in response to Violet's reply as he watches the exchange between the two, alternatively wincing at the wizard's inadvertent indiscretions and flinching at the Halfling's belligerent rejoinders.
But Caesius's attempts at diplomacy see Randal loosing the breath he hadn't realised he was holding in, and though he all but jumps from his chair as Rugar appears at his elbow to fill his cup, he gulps gratefully at his ale, and even manages a small smile as Saeko pronounces the matter closed ... and then a belly laugh as Zertin and Qvar exchange jokes, finding the matter of neither wizardry nor returning from the dead as aught unusual.
The cook returns, the mouthwatering aromas from the bowls of stew preceding him somewhat as he offers a bowl to Arafarafarfa first, along with a platter atop which reclines a bloody cut of meat which it seems he dare not place before her cat himself ... and finally bowls for Caesius and Zertin both.
"More if ye want it," he manages as he turns away, heading back to his kitchen, pausing only to pause with obvious irritation as one of the other two patrons who have not yet offered their names, stands and pushes past him, heading towards the bar.
Back at his post, the silent Dwarf looks at Saeko's appraisingly, but finally nods, putting down his cloth on the counter and picking up the fine quill, dipping it in the ink before he begins to write, taking great care as he pens the letters as if trying to remember how they are formed.
The other man places his cup on the counter, nodding to Rugar as he turns to watch you, rubbing his short beard, perhaps curious as to whether the Halfling might yet make good her threat, smiling all the while, his travel-stained cloak falling open to reveal rather colourful garb beneath.