"Oh, sure I got a place we can go, it's just," Doin said to Liaena as the dwarf cast a glance over to the table with the officers.

"That would be a good idea. You are free to go, Elder Broadshield." The white haired man by the table stated, motioning for the dwarf that he could go. Doin gazed back at the officer, before nodding; beckoning for Liaena to follow him as the dwarf lead the human girl up a set of stairs at the side of the room.

"Sorry about that deal. We've been kind'a busy as of late." Doin explained as he eagerly lead Liaena up the stairs and into the corridor above, with doors leading to the order's private quarters on every side.
"Business has been bloomin' as of late, ye see. Rumors of an especially notorious elven warband terrorizing the streets has got people runnin' scared, and with that the demand for personal protection has gone up."

Doin continued eagerly in good spirits, until they reached the dwarf's private quarters. Shoving the door aside, Doin lead Liaena into his room which seemed like a small living room. It housed a bed, an extinguished fireplace, a long couch filled with wool and a long table lined with various sorts of drinks and discarded equipment. The walls were decorated with candles, a large banner of the Red Vanguard, and shelves carrying a wide variety of different bottles and liquors, some of whom were even half or completely empty; a collection that was clearly a trophy of the dwarf's adventure through taverns and bars all over Azeroth.

"There's also been talk of a new criminal gang moving into the Trade District. Admittedly, crime's never been lower over there, but people still get riled up 'bout it. Can't say I complain. Easy money in a peaceful district." 

The dwarf smiled as he paused momentarily, stroking his beard when he suddenly remembered why the human was here!

"Oh, yes; why don't ye sit down?" Doin suddenly reacted, grabbing a fur lined chair that he pulled over to Liaena, while finding a stool of his own that he sat down on.
"What be the news? I trust she's in good health?"

Doin smiled, before finally noticing Liaena's nose.

"Muradin's beard, I hope ye didn't get into trouble deliverin' the lasses' message!"