Conlan was on his way across the yeard when he heard his name, or a close approximation of his name shouted toward him. He stopped in his tracks and looked over.
He rubbed his face, still not entirely sure he'd avoided being hung over from the drinking with Declan. He saw Imenry, and another person who did seem oddly familiar. Hadn't he and the other man started drinking together during the feast? Most the of the evening was a blur, but the beginning of the night was still there.
He walked over to the two of them and waved slightly. He still had no idea what the mans name was, but figured it'd come up, and Imenry at least he knew.
"Another day, another mission to wander the country side."