Listening in on the group from a nearby table a man, wearing a set of chain mail under an open coat, speaks up. "Your pal seemed to know a decent amount about'em for them to be made up and the lady's got a point" He says taking a swig from his mug, while pushing his chair around to face the group. A human male who appears to be in his late 20's begins looking the group over before speaking again. "Don't mean to eavesdrop on y'all but talks over possible jobs perk up most folks ears, especially those in need of a few coins" The man says while resting his drink free hand against the back of his brown hair. "Names Theodorick Mathews and I fancy myself as a traveler of sorts but I got enough muscle to help wrangle the creature y'all are talking about if yer interested". Theodorick's accent sounds as if he grew up on a farm much farther south than where the group currently resides.