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"Ah, I've got no one. Just a handful of friends and such." He smiled, shaking his head. "Both of my little sisters are married though, they moved away a long time ago now. It's just me here, and every so often I send money to my mother, but that's about all I have." He smiled, glancing over to him.

He'd heard of some tradesmen who were married, but he rarely met them in Oldcastle. Perhaps Palisade had better standing for those sorts of men, but Oldcastle didn't seem to, in his experience anyway. No matter, the humor was welcome, and he certainly didn't mind.

"Oh Palisade? I've been a handful of times, I like it here a little better though. It's quieter, more down to earth. There's supposed to be some rather good smiths there though, so I've heard. Carpenters too." He hummed, keeping pace with his friend.

"It's good to know, right?" He grinned, jovial at the reaction Roger had. "I just haven't had any interest in it. My mother isn't as worried, since she knows I'm working hard. As for my dad well...He's probably long gone." He shrugged, shifting a little. "My sisters are doing well with their husbands though, they treat them well and all. Might be an uncle in a few years, who knows?" He laughed, watching Roger curiously.

"Well, as long as you're happy, right?" He grinned, watching his expressions in particular.

"Ah, that been on the nagging list too, I take it?" Nich laughed, smiling. "It's been on my mother's too, don't worry. That's what I keep on hearing, at least."

"Elsewhere, huh?" Nicholas was amused, and he caught the brief look, one which made him feel the slightest bit flushed. Oh that look..He'd seen that once before, but...Was it really the same one? He couldn't be sure, especially with the damned carriage.

He followed Roger to said tavern, ready to relax and have a drink or two with his new friend. Who knew what the night would hold? Ah well, only one way to find out...

"Regular here, huh?" Nich teased, sitting down with him. He seemed to like the tavern enough, though didn't hesitate to lean in to hear him better.

"I would think not." He laughed. "Your sister being a bar wench would be interesting, especially if she's married, you know?" He didn't hold back in teasing him. "Hell, I'd make a better bar wench than a married woman."

"Shame, it seems like a real gem." He chirped back, relaxing. "I know that feeling, except change paranoid to antisocial. She's not much trouble though, I assure you." He eyed Sissy a little, just enough to seem polite, though didn't seem interested in the least.

"Ah, nice to meet you. A pint is fine." He murmured, the slightest bit amused at his mention of her balancing trays. He wanted to see it, really, but for now, a drink would be perfect.

"Yeah, she's a shy one, so a lot of people don't know." He laughed, "My Riven's a perfect little lady though, she's only really found one other she's fond of, and that's one of my friend's Guardian."

"Well...There's not much to say." He admitted, shrugging. "Lived in Oldcastle all 29 years of my life, studied under a carpenter after my dad went missing...Nothing interesting, I assure you."

He didn't really seem to have much to say, looking down at his hands with a small smile.

"Well I doubt I'd ever be able to understand the complexity of smithing, so we're on equal ground there at least." Nicholas laughed, tilting his head to the side slightly. "There's probably quite a few people out there who can do a lot more than I can, but even that can't possibly take away my love of my work. I don't like leaving things plain unless the wood is really that beautiful, or if I get a request not to. But I like to think it's my forte."

He frowned a little, thinking back at his friend's question, glancing down at his hands. "Well...My mother thought it would suit me well. After everything happened, well, we had to get money somehow, you know? Got to make a living to make sure everyone could stay healthy and strong." He laughed slightly. "It wasn't easy, but...It all worked out in the end, didn't it?"