Khalid looked upset, worried, as he glanced around the beer tent. The rough hewn bar was made from sand smoothed and sun bleached wood, and the haughty blond haired blue eyed Earther behind the bar had no interest in the swarthy traveler who already seemed to have lingered a bit too long.
Khalid didn’t have much of a choice. He needed to meet with Knight Captain Resugent, and needed to do so in a location where he would not draw suspicion. This beer tent was but one of many along the border of Absalom and Hebron, places where Paladins and others could hobnob with no one questioning who was for and who was against integration.
Knight Captain Resugent would be here on his rounds visiting the holdings within the border of his tower. This specific area had drawn attention due to rumors of rogue Inquisitors hiding among the hardscrabble farmers.
Once Resugent arrived, Khalid could ask him about the rumors that Mortis Leonin had come back to town.