The Cold Shoulder

After talking with the staff, Hutch makes his way to the chatty group.

He pulls a book from his coat pocket and heads towards the draconic one.

Once behind her, he clears his throat and apologizes "the local tailor is going to hate me for this..." And then he put a hand on your shoulder "I call upon the ancient arts to mend your outfit"


With an out stretched hand for a shake "Hutch, Quartermaster for the Dark moon company. Sorry I don't have any thing for quick cleaning"

Miquella looks over to the exchange and back in front again. He fiddles with his cup and bowl.

Zuigrii immediately turns his attention to the new comer and shakes his hand. “Are you knew in town as well? Sorry if I’ve missed you so far. I’m Zuigrii and it is my pleasure to meet you.”

Storm looks the beast man over and then takes his hand. "Name's Storm. Nice to-" She tenses as she feels the hand on her shoulder and then twists around to face the person behind her. "You shouldn't sneak up on someone like that but thank you. I appreciate that. Saves me from having to find someone to repair my shit." She extends a hand to him next. "Storm. Pleasure to meet you."

"sorry, the stealth just comes from the soft shoes..the kitchen staff told me that the corned beef hash would be ready in a few minutes.after I get some I'm heading back to the stables to see how well that manure stays lit for my tiny little forge. I'm still waiting for company companions to arrive"

Points to the crackly weapon Storm has "get me an extra side of eggs and I'll get that back to a razors edge if you head that way later"

Hutch gives Zuigrii a grunt of acknowledgement as they snatch his hand away from Storm to shake it