Varka and his metal sled

[Varka]

*During midday as the local people sit and enjoys their lunch the door seems to be kicked open and from outside the bartender hear someone call* OI

*In the door Varka appears with rope and chains strapped around his waist and shoulder. His armour seems to be pressed inward where the chains are attached to him. Behind him he drags what looks like a home made sled made of wood and metal. On the Sled something big is wrapped into rags, cloaks and robes*

Oi ear freelancers be da ploice where stories and tales be told? Many folks come ere. I git something dat moight be of interest fer the owner of dis ploice

*The bartender and the bouncer seem almost to kick Varka out, but then he shows them what is hidden under the cover. Both gasps and the bartender runs to fetch the owner*

//I will wait to reveal what Varka has to offer until I have a reply

[Rowana]

*Upon hearing that Varka has been by, Lee heads down to check her ale stock and then sends word via on of the 'Lancer's pages to fetch him*

[Tobias]

*Quill watches Lee hand a letter to the Lancer's page and then looks up to her with a  concerned look* Is something the matter Lee?

[Varka]

//problem...making it later again

[Rowana]

*Lee shrugs a little looking after the page* I guess w-well see. *smiles at Quill and awaits the return of the page*

[Varka]

*The bartender guides Quil and Lee out to the barn behind the inn. It seems Varka did sleep there last night with his Sled. As they enter the barn they find Varka sleeping besides the Sled with an empty barrel of ale besides him. Varka open his bloodshot eyes and calls for them* OI

I never thought ye be coming *varka stands up still holding his wooden mug and drains what ever was left in it*

*Varka looks behind him at the metal sled and then to the others* Ye know dere be a long story behind dis thin ere bu oi will tell ye it later.  *pats the Sled*

*Varka removes thr rags and cloak and reveals what seems to be a big

[Varka]

*The bartender guides Quil and Lee out to the barn behind the inn. It seems Varka did sleep there last night with his Sled. As they enter the barn they find Varka sleeping besides the Sled with an empty barrel of ale besides him. Varka open his bloodshot eyes and calls for them* OI

I never thought ye be coming *varka stands up still holding his wooden mug and drains what ever was left in it*

*Varka looks behind him at the metal sled and then to the others* Ye know dere be a long story behind dis thin ere bu oi will tell ye it later.  *pats the Sled*

*Varka removes thr rags and cloak and reveals what seems to be a big half-boulder. By closer examination of the half boulder it is a foot print. A major foot print of a Dragon and something is written below it*

*Varka looks impressed at the ones of the freelanders examing it*  
Ye know, dis can be yours if ye wanna? Oi thought it be fittin fer an Inn where tales be told. And it aint loike someone will steal a 5-6 tons heavy footprint.
Iffen ye say no, oim gonna ave to drag it all de way to Bloody Gate.

*Varka tells Quil and Lee the story of how he got a hold on the dragon footprint*

//May the Freelancers want this as an Item in their inn? Then I will send you the tale and what the script below the dragon foot-print. This Item was made by Varka during the quest White lands, Cold deaths Saturday the 19th may.