Klessen bows and leaves the room, returning with a man of southern origin. The most attention demanding trait that could describe him is massive. Not only his muscular frame, but the aura he seemed to exude took up a lot of space, and almost completely subsumed the smaller quiet presence which hid behind him.
"Nice to finally get a chance to see you, Sir Baron." He takes a look at the bruised couple and he chuckles a bit with a deep bass voice. Without much apparent regard for formality he commented on your battle.
"I'd say she got the better of you this time around. Good thing it was a practice match, eh?"
Bringing himself back on track he continued
"Anyways, the name is Barcus, and this...", he reaches behind to pat the girl hiding behind him lightly on the head,
"...is my sister Luca. Don't be rude sis, say hello at least." 
"H-hello." The woman tentatively raises her left hand and weakly waves.
Barcus laughs and pats his sister on the back. Despite doing so without any real force behind it, she nearly barreled over before catching her balance.
"And we're here to offer our services to your court. I smith, Luca scribes tomes. I have done some work for this village before so you could ask around if you need a referral. Old Man Henson probably remembers that time I shoe'd his horse, repaired his plow, and built his son one of the finest suits of armor this side of the Northguard. Kept his butt alive during that awful ambush business the last Sword Marshal blundered into a whiles back before the war took a turn down the wyvern's throat for you guys. Sister hasn't seen much work around these parts unless you know local magic-types. We've been wandering these lands for the past few years since leaving Azun, surviving on whatever we could make with some generous folks sharing use of their forge and such. But now we're looking to settle down somewhere. Set down roots and all that. We considered the Count but his lordship didn't even bother seeing us, and then we heard about you moving into this old place." "You're probably going up to the war so it smells like an opportunity for us canny business types. Together, Sis and I can cover pretty much all of your weapon needs either ourselves, with the right resources and workshop, or draw on contacts to bring items in at a reasonable price. How's this sounding so far?"
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