The door opens and a man in expensive clothing comes in, he has blue yes and black hair, yet some white is starting to show near his temples, he wears a plumed hat that he takes off the moment he steps into the inn and walks to the counter and orders a pint of beer.
Anriett is scanning the man enters the inn. She would wait if Liz greats him and says his name. Pulls back her hood when she hears the familiar name, turns her gaze towards the man and smiles at him, says in a kind tone.
"Greetings"
The man turns slowly to look at the one who addresses him, he doesn't seem surprised, for he is a well-known merchant of many goods in the area. He just keeps his right hand on the counter, his fingers around the cup and smiles politely upon seeing it's a good looking woman who talked to him.
"Good evening milady"
Anriett is still smiling at him.
"As I heard you could help me with some useful things, like..."
She continues in a low tone from now.
"Daggers and swords?"
Takes a sip of her wine and places down a purse filled with silver coins on the counter back to her.
The man doesn't seem startled at all, on the contrary, he grins at her and motions to the other side of the room, in a more private spot, he waits for her to go first and then he takes his cup and follows.
Anriett would grab the purse and walks towards the fireplace, she stops at the corner and waits for him. Brings her wine there too.
The man would stop next to her and look at the purse, then take a sip of the beer and wipe his lips with a kerchief he takes from his pocket. Delicately he shakes it, holding it from its edge and puts it back.
"Daggers and swords you say... Expensive ones for a lady like you I take it?"
Anriett shakes her head at his comment.
"I don't want any special ones or expensive ones, but I want a lot of them."
She takes a sip of her wine and glances at the man, holds out the purse to him if he wish to check the amount in it.
The man would look at the purse for a moment, then at her and then he would take a sip.
"A lot of them... Well, I am a man of honor, so I cannot find that many, you make it sound as if you want to make an army. I want to part in it, but... I may know someone who can find a good amount of weapons..."
He smiles politely, looking around, nervously for the first time today.
Anriett nods to him and grins.
"I don't wish to make an army don't worry. I want to buy those to train some Bree-landers how to fight...and no...I won't train them, I have my man for that to do."
She smiles again and takes another sip of her wine, a long one this time.
"So if you can't find that amount of weapons to me, who could be that other one?"
She is looking into his eyes.
The man smiles and takes out his kerchief once more and wipes his right temple, shifting the cup from right to left hand, he won't put it away this time. He only beckons the woman closer, leaning other himself.
Anriett moves closer to the man as he beckons her closer, takes a sip of her wine again and glances at him, raises her brow slightly.
Looks behind him by screwing his eyes to the left, making sure that one one's close or looking at them.
"I don't know his name, I only heard others call him Twirks once or twice. He is one them Blackwolds. To find him arrange a meeting by carving a T on a tree near the Lake in the Southern Bree fields. Once you do he will meet you in two nights on the other side of the lake, is that enough?"
He spoke very very fast, as if he wanted to be done with it and then turned his gaze to the fire, wiping his forehead this time.
Anriett is listening to the man, she notices him being so nervous and talking so fast. Nods to him when he finishes to talk and hides her purse back into her belt to take out a smaller one, hands it to him.
"For your help and don't forget one thing. If you lied to me I will take it back but with your hand"
She winks at him and drinks out her wine.
The man would look at the purse and shove it away from him, as if he wanted nothing to do with that, he would empty the cup in a gulp and turn to leave. He only says one thing Don't mention my name please... and walks hurriedly away from the inn, putting the hat back on and greeting Liz as he does so in a as much polite manner possible.
Anriett hides back the purse and heads towards the counter to order another wine to herself, she pays for it. Takes a long sip of her drink when Liz serves it.
