"Who are they and what do they want?" barked the mercenary leader.
"Look, that if he has balls, not like another I know." He said the short figure in an extremely low voice so that only the tall figure would hear.
"You ... Whatever." He stiffened his tall figure a bit when he heard the words of mockery from his partner, then concentrated and responded. "Well, as I said, we are travelers on the way to Eastheim, and about who we are, well, that's none of your business."
"Very well, show me that you are a man." The short figure said silently.
"how dare you?" The mercenary leader bellowed and aimed his crossbow at the tall figure.
"High!" Gordon ordered before the hot blood mercenary leader made a mistake.
"Boy ... what do you want?" Gordon asked.
"Would you like to know how long until Eastheim?"
"A few days."
"Thanks."