RedAndCosmoteer
The town ahead is a small one, and it's lights flicker dimly through the driving rain, the two fifures already drenched by the downpour, when they reach the town, they see it is surrounded by a log wall made of stakes stuck into the ground and sharpened at the top, it is not higher than about 2 meters, and looks new, there is a gate, and it is closed.
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The Barkeeper squints at the Ambassador, refilling Heinrich's tankard.
"I asn'a seen'm befo, shifty lookin bugger aint 'e, soons as I seens im I gots me barmn's fren 'andy."
The barkeeper discreetly slides a short, nastly looking truncheon from under the bar, and shows it to Heinrich before replacing it.
"If any'n tries somming in my bar, they get's what the asks fer."
Jenwuf
"Aye, aye, 'pologies."
The hatch closes and the two hear rattling sounds, and the small door opens.
"Ca'en, ye's furly drenched thrae, tho' i's think ye be used to that."
When the two have entered, the gatekeeper locks the door again, using two bars, and three padlocks and chains, two of which look new. He walks toward a small shack, and beckons them to follow him.
"Ye'an cae ta warm yerself by me fire, dry off thae's clothes."