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@Eviledd1984
"Each to their own i suppose" Kormac hands across the tent, "You can buy that to if you like, its a spare. Ill deliver your things to wherever you set up in the morning once i have had time to source them from the locals." As he packs away his things Kormac has a faint moment of recollection, as he passes a fresh set of papers over to Xavier he asks, "Say, your face rings a bell. Kind quite place the name but have you ever spent a lot of time around Escudo?"
@Eviledd1984
"If you plan to stay here then ill need your sword, the folks will be arriving soon and its not a good plan to have it lying around when drink is flowing. I can pitch you a tent away from the noise if you like or you can stay in the caravan." Kormac opens his chest in the back revealing his sword and tiny remnants of cash, he gesture towards it, "We can keep your gear in here, nothing worth stealing as you can see so dont bother if you want to rob me. I know types like us dont like sleeping defenseless so you can take this with you." Kormac draws his club from his belt and offers it to Xavier across the table of the caravan window.
@Eviledd1984
"That's quite the list there friend, not sure i can supply it all. I am more tuned towards running this little mobile tavern. I'm short on coin so i'm willing to trade some of my personal stock and hunt some of this down for you. Unfortunately the bear stays with me, its got a lot of sentimental value. If you can hang about until tomorrow i can give you the lot, but if you are going to then the arms and armor needs to go in storage. Cant have customers scared off by a great sword like that!"

During his speech Kormac feels worried, the mute nature of his customer putting him on edge. He keeps eyeing the teddy, he remembers the child who gave it to him fondly but it gives him no comfort around such an unnerving individual. Despite this he maintains his warm smile with his hands in sight, to ensure that Xavier knows he is not reaching for a weapon. He has five years of customer service under his belt, he can handle weird clients.
@Eviledd1984
"Paper?" Kormac hastily hands over one of his remaining fliers and turns it over to the blank back. He enters the caravan, putting the walls between himself and the intimidating figure. Rooting around in his belongings he pulls out a pencil for Xavier, however for a brief moment a glint of his Escudo officers saber can be seen. He hands over the pencil with a warm genuine smile.
@Eviledd1984

Kormac, catching an aura of harmlessness, came closer to Xaiier. "Looking for medicines? I'm afraid i cant sell them to you. Those are for an old war wound of mine." Kormac lifts up his trouser leg revealing a long scar up his calf. "Though if you stayed with me for a few days i would be welcome to share my stock. I could use company and you would certainly scare off trouble on the road once i move on."
Im interested, would an android-human monk who believes that humanities salvation will come through fusing their minds to an AI singularity rather than fixing their biology be appropriate for this sort of thing?
@Eviledd1984
With his two donkeys Jervis and Jervis carrying a heavy load of local brew (A good deal had being struck with the local tavern, a portion of his stays profits going to them) back to his little roadside pub Kormac looked on at the stranger inspecting his caravan. "Greetings traveler! Should you care for a pint of ale? Though festivities are not expected until nightfall. Most of the town intends to come out in force." he cried out to Xavier. keeping an eye on the two handed blade he keeps his distance he knows he is clearly outmatched should the man want to cause trouble.
@Jbcool Im groovy with anything, its just a way to explain away me not knowing quite as much as most.
Just a heads up, i will be updating relevant to GMT time.
His coffers more noticeably empty than usual Kormac was travelling in rural Bravado rather than his usual haunt of the Meche countryside. He sets up camp in a field outside of town, paying the farmer for the land with the last of his coppers. He sets up his mobile tavern with lamps illuminating the field to dispel darkness and several small boxes loaned from the farmhouse as makeshift tables.

Once done with his preparation he takes a small bundle of flyers into the town. Written upon it the name of several choice craft ales unlikely to have made it through the parts. For those peasants unable to read he also has scribbled a small map showing the way to his encampment. Though before he gives them out he makes his way first to the local tavern, hoping to enter a partnership for his short stay rather than conflicting with local business. His club is hidden under his long coat, he doesn't intend to use it.
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