Emma takes another drink. It was certainly an interesting assortment of people in here today. She sets her drink and smiles. Sitting there plotting out her way to take what she wants she has a thoughtful look on her face. Seeing a stranger walk to her table she snaps out of her reverie. Emma smiles in greeting and gestures to the table. "That seat is not taken. Feel free to join me." Emma studies the newcomer for a moment then grins.
Ragnar sits at the bar as he usually does. Sipping on his beer. The tavern looks very quiet these days. There are many of those that were regulars that has not come in for an age… Trying to was away his melancholy at the loss of many of his compatriots, Ragnar swallows deep. Perhaps he will feel better after just one more tankard…
Hunter notices the two maidens sitting in the tavern their beauty with their weight in gold. He is amazed that no one else has take it upon themselves to engage them. He observes for awhile wondering the reason the gents are afraid of the ladies. He takes a seat by the lady saying its not taken and asks, "its the first time I have seen you here are you from the Town or Llafair?"
Finally seeing someone who looks about as bloody and beaten as Ragnar himself, he raises his ale into the air in salute of the man he knows as Hunter. Not wishing to disturb his attempt at the ladies, he keeps his distance and just yells: "CHEERS!"
Alana, as gracefully as she is in every place, is a bit taken aback by the abrupt rudeness of the fellow that shouts from a distance. She believes the man to be drunk and immediately excuses him for his delinquent behavior.
Upon seeing the the ladies surprise, Ragnar gives a wide grin and a mock bow. "You seem ill at ease m'lady! What seems to be the problem?"