Erthenia

Just like with Larte before, the trio was greeted by the son of the house's owner. He looked at Sith'Al and Spin with some fear, but still led them to his father, who was just finishing his conversation with a young woman.
- Aha! - he exclaimed, clapping his hands loudly. - So, no one wants to hire you in the mercenaries' guild? That's what I thought. You're no warrior, but a noble lady from the Brighterbring family!
- But uncle...
- If you don't want to starve on the streets of Gaddar, take off those damned armor and put on some normal clothes. And now, get out of here, I have guests. - Ringer Brighterbring looked with surprise at the motley company, but did not say anything about it. - How can I help you?