*Kistrev seemed to be shaking peoples hands left right and centre.... really this was a good first impression for a town, somewhere he felt he could settle down and sort out a house.... He walked into the bar with Aidin giving a short whistle as he tilted his flatcap back to look up at the masonry, being a builder he knew when a building had been built with love, and this place oozed it from every brick and doorway... he sat down on one of the stool, dropping his heavy bag beside him* "so youre the owner then?" *he looked up at Aidin as she passed him to the bar*