112 Fateful meetings (2/2)
”Then we just have to wait, then.” Isamu remarked with assurance. ”There's no point in dwelling too much regarding the matter.”
”Very well.” Gray agreed with Isamu. ”For now, I supposed we can postpone that quest in favor of our next agenda that we are going to partake, namely, the quest from an entity from my dream.”
”Yeah.” Isamu nodded, this time with a whispering tone as only he and his companions can hear this conversation of theirs. ”If this emissary is here, how can we know that it's truly him or her? We can't just go around and casually ask each patron here in the tavern if he or she is an emissary sent by someone from your dreams. People will certainly think that we are deranged. Worst-case scenario, some righteous Paladin might hear about us and will not hesitate to accuse us of being demon worshipers, thus giving some sort of excuse for our execution.”
While the gang is consulting with one another on how they are going to delicately proceed with their course of action, Gray slightly flinched when someone tapped right at his shoulder. Turning around to look behind, Gray saw that it was none other than the cat-folk tavern-keeper himself, making his presence known.
”Excuse, my lord.” The cat-folk inquired Gray. ”I can't help but overhear your conversation with Julian a short while ago. You are Gray Allister, I believe.”
”That's my name.” Gray confirmed with a nod.
”Splendid, my master, the owner of this tavern, has been expecting your arrival. He is the emissary of our mighty Lordship that you are looking for.” The cat-folk bared his sharp fangs in a mischievous smirk. ”By the way, my name is Kesosh Domo, the humble tavern-keeper of the Musican's Pub. It's a privilege to finally meet you.”
Kesosh Domo
Level 15
Health: 815 / 815
Stamina: 2,157 / 2,157
Mana: 370 / 370
”Well, I guess that saves us the trouble.” Gray smiled in relief now that the answer to their latest predicament has presented right before them in the form of a cat-folk. ”So, where is he then?”
”I will call for him in his personal quarters upstairs.” Kesosh answered. ”In the meantime, why don't you wait at the chairs right over the counter?”
”Very well.” Gray agreed with the Kesosh's suggestion. He and his companions proceeded to take their sits at the area that was said to him by the tavern-keeper.
After five minutes of waiting, a young nobleman emerged from upstairs in an upright position as fitting to his status. He then went behind the counter nonchalantly like he owned the very place.
Nobleman
Level 25
Health: 1,757 / 1,757
Stamina: 3,271 / 2,271
Mana: 380 / 380
As the gang took a closer look at his features, the man is quite good-looking. He has a slightly messy black hair and wore a long blue hooded leather overcoat with yellow buttons. His lower garments consisted of black trousers with a pair of boots of the same color. The gang also thought that the nobleman resonated with a cheerful vibe who anyone can easily befriend. Based on the man's stats and outfit, the gang assumed that he is also a Rogue like Julian, due to his high Stamina that mostly constituted to a high Dexterity as well.
”Greetings, fellow noblemen and ladies. Kesosh has told me of your arrival.” The man grinned in a friendly way to ease up the gang in their social interaction while resting both arms at the counter in a leaning manner. His next words though, are about to entirely shock the gang in a sudden unexpected revelation.
”I am Stephen Walcot, second son of Baron Stan Walcot of Einsberg. I believe you have met and saved my dear sister in the village.”
Upon hearing the nobleman's self-introduction, one thing came in mind to Gray in his surprised state...
It appears that the elf's involvement with the Walcot family still has not come to an end.