Snippet #2575022

"Is'at so?" Sverre mused, glancing momentarily in the direction the young hunter woman had stormed off. Vaguely wondering how the brash and angry woman had managed to get such a reduced bill on her lodging, Sverre put the thought aside for later as the serving girl continued to speak. My was she ever helpful! Free drinks, pretty to look at, and willing to talk. A slight smile met her words, the demon inwardly basking in her assesment of him. She appreciated him chasing off a pig of a man.

The look faltered to a discontented sigh, Sverre shrugging helplessly in response to the serving maid's inquiry. "I wish I knew. I first saw her about three days ago, and she knew my name and acted odd around me. I was simply trying to figure out how she knows me, but so far she hasn't done much else aside from accuse me of absurd things." the male all but lamented, only to sip from his mug.

Letting out a refreshed and contented sigh, Sverre smiled once more at the serving girl. "Thank you love. Been mighty kind indeed. Next time she comes back, would you mind giving her a nice warm meal on me?" Sverre asked, placing several gold coins into her hand and giving her a cheerful grin. "And keep the extra, treat yourself to somethin nice."

Returning to his ale, Sverre glanced over at the rowdy patrons, arching a brow as he appraised them in his mind. Soon his thoughts drifted to the hunteress, attempting to piece together what limited information and observations he had on her. 'I think I should be keeping an eye out for her....She's definitely hiding somethin.' he thought.