Emrys's flirty smile only doubled when the other woman - Karina - responded in kind. Whoever they were, he liked them already. He winked at her, but shifted his attention back to Dareshta, the one speaking. "Wanderers outside of the city? Well, that's good news. With Wanderers come wonderful forms of entertainment. I do hope you'll be gracing the city with your inimitable brand of merriment." It had been some time seeing he'd last see the fire dances of a Wanderer clan, and it hadn't been the Farseers. He was curious to see what this clan could offer.
"My name is Emrys," he replied, and it's a pleasure to meet you all, even one who wishes to remain unknown," he teased the silent Sentinel." Before he could say more, the harried bartender returned, apologized for his apparent ignoring of the newcomers, and addressed Dareshta with, "What can I get you?" He sipped his ale again, thinking how wonderful their timing was. Just when he was starting to get bored, entertaining opportunities presented themselves.