getting too old for this [OPEN]

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A table in the public room in the Valhalla Inn is currently housing a middle-aged man with an unlit cigar clenched between his teeth. From the look of his clothing (a faded brown shirt, slightly less faded breeches, and fairly solid looking boots), he hasn't taken advantage of the vouchers for a new set of clothes. From the look of his face, he's less than pleased.

The likely reason for that (or the immediate one, at least) is spread out in front of him- a copy of the Bumworth Pamphlet, two maps, and a battered notebook with a few lines scrawled in pencil. The pencil that did the scrawling is being tapped idly against the edge of the table.

Maybe he can be interrupted. Or not.