Mallaw stood in the corner of the tavern, the hood of his cloak draping a shadow over his face. "These so-called 'Justice seekers' will be destroyed for the death of my friend. Paliadin was my friend since childhood. I will se him avenged," Mallaw said in his deep voice from the back of the group. He sharpened his long knife while speaking. Continuing to look down at his weapon, he ignored the scared glances shot towards him. He finished sharpening his knife and put it in its double scabbard with his throwing knife. Grabbing his longbow, he turned and walked out of the tavern.