Aeryn thar Varendiil, Human Evoker
AC: 15 | HP: 15 | Class DC: 17
Fortitude: +4 | Reflex: +5 | Will: +7 | Perception: +5
Conditions: None.

Aeryn lifted his tankard as he bowed to the crowd, "Let it not be said that the good people of Sandpoint are unkind, or unwelcome to strangers in their midst, to their fair town!" He nodded his thanks, and noticing several watchers on nearby roofs, an cunning method to observe the festivities with an unobstructed view of the events. He climbed to the nearby roof, and began to scan for his contact.

He noted the man on the opposite side of the peaked roof, noded his head. "I'd offer you a drink, but I am afraid my tankard has been empty since noon. For your hospitality, and the sharing of this fine roof, I would be grateful for the opportunity to buy you a tankard this afternoon." He extended a hand towards Entros, "Varendiil," a pause, "Aeryn thar Varendiil."