Weird Williams

Okay. Well, he can’t deny that William is right even if he doesn’t have to be so blunt about it.
He nods to the strange newcomer, sipping his mead.
”How’s it going?” he asks nonchalantly.
The elf is wearing armor and is clearly capable. Maybe he’ll ask her if she’d do a quick job for easy money. It’s not like he knows anything about anyone else here…