Surprise meeting?

[Tinsy Stormsight]

"How long's it been since we last sat here, Lonas?"
"A year..two years?"
"Aye."
"MORE BEER!"
It was like a flashback to see the two squirrels in the corner booth of the Tavern, surrounded by empty mugs. The elder of the two was graying slightly, and thinner, and now wore glasses. But then, there was the same turban on his head and the same faint smirk on his face. Also, the scimitar.
The younger had a scar across his face, but looked almost no different. Perhaps he'd have a limp, if he wasn't sitting. But then, drunk as he was, who could tell? He had the same sword, though. At the moment, he thought that Lonas had changed for the better. Regen barely spoke to him anymore. They wrote letters, back and forth, but for some reason the two brothers living on opposite sides of Mossflower (or, on occasion, the ocean) had never gotten around to meeting again.
"Ah, Regen.." the older one speaking. He paused for a drink.
"You haven't changed a bit. Except for that little mark. Going for a Rippla look, I see."
"Ah, yes." Regen ran the tip of his claw down the scar. "Rippla was quite flattered, I assure you. The beast he killed in return for it, not as much."
"He's gone to th' wars, I hear. Took a trip to Spain. Doubt he liked it nearly as much as we do."
"Eh, well." Lonas shrugged, downed the rest of the mug, and peered around the emptying Tavern over his spectacles. His brother didn't laugh. Maybe it was a sign of their closeness. Or maybe he just wasn't interested in a fight.
Lonas, after all, looked like a much more dangerous man nowadays. Regen found that interesting, but not enough to ask. Maybe some things were better left secrets, even between brothers.
"Where's Terri and Ashn'l? S' about their time of night, I b'leive."
Regen shrugged. He hadn't really informed them of his arrival, or Lonas's. He'd more hoped they would show up without any oddness. Although both of them had sort of..moved on, he supposed. Lonas was married. Regen had lands and responsibilities both in Spain, under his brother, and in Mossflower, as a lieutenant of Tervin Blackstar. Neither were hard to explain, and he was sure Terragon would understand. Ashnel..maybe not as readily.
"They don't come as often. Neither do I. I got my own place now. But to meet you, of course..I had to come back to th' village. If only cause it's the one place we can both find."
"Too bad Rippla isn't here too. An' MacErlon," he added, somewhat nostalgically. Lonas sighed.
"Come, then. Surely they knew y' were coming, at least? Ye're hard to miss, Lord Eale."
"I came in diguise." The younger squirrel shrugged. "Easier."
"So, I guess neither of our friends have any idea that we're here."
"'Pears not."
"Heh."
The door opened. Both squirrels glanced over their shoulders to see who was arriving, Regen curiously and Lonas with an amused smirk on his face.
"Well, look who it is," he said...

[Terragon Scrufftail]

*His attempts to persuade Terragon to join him had had little success and so Kael is alone as he enters the Tavern, cloak drawn around him against the November chill. The autumn, until tonight, has been favourable and none too cold though the otter is sure he can distantly remember worse in the Northlands. Kael closes the door, but not before half a dozen leaves can be swept inside by the breeze, scattering across the floor towards the table where the Eale brothers sit.*
"Well, look who it is..." *Kael half-smiles.* Evening. *He cannot recall ever having been formally introduced to either squirrel however the circumstances in the settlement at the time of Kael's arrival some seasons - or is it years? - previously are such that he feels adequately associated with the two. Almost. He hesitates by the door, deliberating for a short moment.*