[Cimmerian]

Ooc- My previous post takes place during the meeting between Susan's and Manelwen's charaters, now back to present timeline.

Ozracles was ever ready for a fight but suddenly everyone around him walked out of the inn. The tall, bald barbarian grunted and finsihed his drink. Dropping a few coins on the counter he walked out and found them standing outside in discussion.

"Hey you lot," he yelled, "I know that your kind are up to no good."

"And are you going to stop us, barbarian?" sneered a tall thin man, apparently the self proclaimed leader of this pack of rabid thugs.

"Far from it," replied Ozracles, "But I have overheard you requiring men for a fine night of loot and plunder, well, look no further."

"Really?" said Hiemlilek, "of what use could you possibly be to us?

"Hush, elf," cried Thorondruin, "we could defintely have use for this barbarian."

"Har! Har!" laughed Ozracles, his massive hulking frame looming over them all, " A wise decision. But I am very hungry now and the inn cannot provide me with the food I need."

"What do you have in mind for a repast, bald one," laughed the maniac elf maid.

"I crave for wolf flesh," grinned the bald barbarian.

"And I smell one already?" she replied, "let's hunt wolf."