Let the Good Times Roll

Alec took the hand with hospitable strength, his grin never wavering despite his notice of the meal he was paying for.
He wasn’t going to take back his offer and he was still glad to share this mans company, but the wine alone wasn’t the cheapest.
“Alec Henderson, pleasure is all mine.”
It had been a while since his last interaction with the Order and Sigmund’s arrival was at the most opportune moment for his current plans.
“Actually, I was getting ready to take up some hunts. If you’re looking to lend a hand, I could use a partner.”

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