While the four of you are are talking, a muscular man of average height comes down the stairs from the offices on the second floor. He is mature looking, gray in his beard and hair, but not yet past his prime and carries himself like a seasoned warrior.
He is dressed in fine clothes of dark gray or black, the trim bright red and gold. Around his neck is a medallion of gold and silver, the crest matching the symbol on the banner behind the bar and worked into the wood of the doors and strapped around his waist is a finely crafted longsword and he is wearing riding spurs on his boots.
He stops and speaks to the half-elf a moment in quiet tones. Katerina gestures towards your table and the man's hard gaze looks over in that direction.
With his spurs jiggling, he strides through the tavern to stand before the table, addressing them, "Good afternoon, I am Maylor Jacobson. Chairman of the Wayfarer's Society Council."
"I have it on authority that at least two of you are not completely wet behind the ears."
His appraising eyes look at each one in turn, they are cold and serious.
"If you are up to challenge, I have need two of you to head to the Southroad Inn tonight. There is a rumor that some of my other novice charges are going to be set up with some betrayal. They are to meet someone named Jaros Milmner tonight at the strike of midnight. If you hurry you just might make it."
However, it is clear that Maylor is talking only to Quorthon and Tag, since he already has made the acquaintance of the dark-skinned elf and her strange companion. He is not prepared to accept them as potential heroes in the Wayfarer's Society.
Wayfarer Society Chairman