The silence continues after the question and goes on long enough for a hint of nervousness to well up in Lyaria.

"I will, I'll keep helping you. However, I expect in the future a reward worth much more than mere gold coins.” It may have been a few minutes, but within Grige's head, thousands of thoughts and questions occurred before reaching that decision and, even so, he did not know very well why he had made it. It wouldn't be the first time he betrayed someone so he had no problem repeating it, although collecting the reward would also bring its own problems, it was a much faster path to his ambitions. Despite everything, he decides to support the young beauty in front of him, making doubt his harshness towards women, maybe his brother was right and she represented a weakness that he refused to recognize.

“I don't have a clear idea of my future, but I can assure you that I will return every favor and goodwill that is given to me.” Unconsciously Lyaria shows a formality and grace that is not common in the plebs and this does not go unnoticed by Grige who sighs and surrenders to his decision, there was no going back.

“Good! Now that we have agreed, I think it's better that you tell us some details about this Ezer, not only his physique, but something from his past would also help us to know what we're getting into.” Dartan signals for more beer and settles down to listen to the story.

Lyaria doesn't go into the finer details and just summarizes the information that anyone could get with some time. However, some specific points were enough for the two brothers to confirm what they suspected, they had something big on their hands.

“Emm... if we're not careful we can go to hell. It is fortunate that you managed to camouflage the main feature of the Inmerlan, their hair.” Dartan only speaks when his jar is completely empty in a few gulps.

“It won't last long, if the dye isn't applied again, it's a matter of time before it returns to normal. Though if he's on the islands I don't think they'd recognize him.”

"The problem is if he's in the dungeons." Grige, in the past avoided matters with the nobility whenever he could, although meddling in this was something inevitable to stop being an ordinary man.

“To all this. What is your relationship with him? Is your brother? I mean, your hair being so alike makes it clear that you are family.” Dartan asks something that was as much on his mind as Grige's.

“We're very distantly related by blood, so yes, you could say we're family.” Lyaria does not deny it and on the contrary, she accepts it. Although she never specifies that her blood mixed hundreds or perhaps thousands of years ago, she didn't know for sure. At some point in history, the genes of a race, now extinct, merged with Ezer's family as much as her own.

“Strange heritage from your relatives, it's not uncommon for you to have to wear a hood all the time.” Dartan accepts the explanation, though not without questions.

“How much time is left until the visit to the dungeons?” Lyaria decides to change the subject and get back to what mattered.

“It shouldn't be more than a week, it's hard to know the specific day with the weather outside.” Dartan watches through the window that was next to his table and sees how the snowflakes fall slowly, but steadily.

“That's too much time?” Grige asks after taking a light sip of his beer, during all this time he hadn't touched it and his lips were already beginning to feel dry.

“I don't know for sure... but that he's going to lose his hair color is light.”

"In any case, there is nothing more than preparing for both possibilities. Lyaria and I will take care of how to cross the sea. Brother, I leave the other matter to your discretion.”

“I got this!” Dartan hits his chest with his fist, mockingly imitating the knights greeting and then ordering another drink with a smile, it was clear that he planned to stay in the tavern longer.

“I don't like to pressure the old man, but time is on our neck and there is no much.”

“I'll go with you.” Lyaria follows Grige who heads for the exit.

There were two places where Ezer could be found. However, unconsciously, Lyaria had already ruled out the option of the dungeons and only had thoughts of how to cross the sea. Only time will tell if she made the right decision or not.