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"So, what now?", asks Quasar to his companions, "We still want to bring this caveman to the Watch post?".
Then he turns to Forthan, while using his rope to tie Kevon as tight as possible:"My apologies for the rude way in which I addressed You in the tavern, Healer. In times of need speed is more important than manners. Would you mind some company while having your well deserved drink?".
"Ugh..." Riley sits up in the cart, shaking his head, "What in the Hells? What am I doing out here? Who are you people?" He turns and sees Kevon, who is also groggily waking up, but is having much more difficulty than Riley.
Forthan just nods his head and says, "Words of one in a rush are to be overlooked do not worry about rushed or brash words for they are understandable." Forthan will then head over the the well to wash his hands of blood before heading back into the inn to retake a seat.
The barmaid returns to the stable yard, holding a plate of food and a mug of ale. She hands them to Forthan after he washes his hands, then begins tending to Riley, holding him and murmuring soft words.
Kevon groans and tries to sit up, then stops when he discovers he is bound. "What is this?" He yells. "Who has dared to lay hands on the mighty Kevon?!" He thrashes about until he can see the party. He glares balefully. "If you are robbers, you'd better kill me before I get out of these bonds, 'cause I'm sure as hell going to kill you!"
Forthan sets his food and ale down and walks over to Kevon and kneels down to him. "Peace and blessing of Pelor be with you mighty warrior. I will make sure that none rob you. I have healed you in the name of Pelor and I am sure there is a good reason these others have bound you. If you would relax and talk peacefully then I am sure we can all get to the bottom of what is going on."
Forthan will stand back up and return to his food and drink.
"You almost killed a man and your screams made a hell of a mess scaring away dozens of patrons from the inn. So, unless you are ready to refund every single coin these people lost because of your behavior, I would just shut my mouth and be thankful we allowed you to live". Quasar says that slowly, in a calm but menacing tone, putting his face a few inches from the bounded warrior's face so that he can feel the smell of his breath while hearing his words.
He turns to the rest of the group and adds: "I would propose a meeting. Let us sit inside and discuss in front of a mug of ale. We can interrogate Kevon as well".