*Borris comes marching into the Inn,covered in blood and stinking of raw sewage. The door slams as if in dissaproval.He Plops a largish bag on one of the tables making a loud 'slap' noise and causing it to bow some. He grunts perhaps satesfied and looks around the room. Some gasp,some move a bit away from him, Yasten winces. Borris leaves his dented splattered helmet on and straitens a bit* "um sell'n silver!..." *He seems to pause a moment as if looking for a response* "Who wants some?...any a ya kin use silver?...ah got some right here! make me an offer...'n mebey buy me ah drink! *He looks around the room again* "Well?"...//See Borris in game if you wish to buy some.
