Tyr strides in looking majestic

[Tyr Valkas]

Tyr struts into the Tap Room draped in Nordic finery, eyes scanning the room for his old friend Gunnar. He walks up to the bar and orders a some drinks

"A bottle and a flagon for myself and three bottles of whatever the Reeve is drinking to his table"

Tyr walk over to Gunnar's table and throws his coat over a chair then seems to dive into conversation with the Reeve.

[Gunnar Voldemon]

"Others shall be here soon. I have a plan and need some information before I go through with it." He says as he glances around the common room. "Already we have secured a room for privacy."

[Raetus]

The sound of horse hooves, Carriage wheels, and several hounds outside baying can be faintly heard outside the tavern doors.  Men swear randomly and snuffs originate at the bottom of the door frame as lupine nostrils attempt to investigate the interior atmosphere.  The door swings open and Raetus strides through. The dogs look curiously into the interior but remain patiently at the portal's frame. With a careless swing the door closes.

"Reeve Baron as usual you shame the Swift with you're alacrity."

[Morrigan]

The door swings open again, Morrigan walks through looking most annoyed at Reatus. She then stands a little behind him and to his left and simply smiles at the two seated kindred.

[Tyr Valkas]

"Morrigan, Raetus!" Tyr exclaims "had I known you were both travelling to the Shield as well, I would have journeyed with you"

[Fia]

Fia comes through the door, giving the hounds a scritch by the ears on the way by. Seeing the gathering at the table she wanders over to join the others. "A good, it appears I am not too late for the party."

[Raetus]

"Well you still managed to get here before us.  You may join us upon the return trip; the carriage is large enough?"

Raetus' head turns a strange angle as he realizes Fia is speaking behind him.

"Fia, good to see you."

[Fia]

"And you as well. Any further excitement in your realm since gather? "

[Gunnar Voldemon]

Gunnar nods as each of themy approach the table. "This will be brief, everyone. Let us head to our room."

[Fia]

Fia nods and heads to the hunt room.

[Gunnar Voldemon]

Yup. Off to the huntsroom