*Eventually the appointed hour arrives and all end up at Obar's Outfitters, a large store with attached stables. It holds all manner of things needed for a jungle expedition, rope, waterskins, maps, trade goods (iron blades and arrowheads, metal beads and the like), insect repellent, healing salves, poison-testing kits, guides to poisonous flora and fauna, netting, machettes, and a myriad of other things. Obar himself is a large, broad Chultan man, with the fat of good living overlaying old calluses and scars.*
*Dressed in flowing robes of red, orange, and yellow stripes, Obar takes Undinar aside and introduces him to the others.*
"Mourn Caladrua and familiar Thorik, a wizard of excellent skill," he says, waving to a bronze-skinned, copper-haired, green-eyed sun elf with a weasel poking his head out of a pocket of his robes. A golden circlet rests on his head, and three ioun stones of differing colors orbit constantly.
"His bodyguard Doran Kalduras," he says next, waving to a dark-haired man wearing extremely fashionable clothes and a great deal of tasteful jewelry. He bears two peace-bonded short-swords and an air of watchfulness.
"My man Ugal found me these other two and vouches for their skill and dedication. Tiana DeWine, fighter of a deft touch, and Tholon Hazevo, priest of Selune." Tiana is a lovely young human woman wearing black and white silk, with a red headband and bracers of the same crimson hue. Tholon is a fine-featured bearded human man, with a scared and bald head. He bears the symbol of Selune on a medallion around his neck, and a fine blue-green circlet around his head.
"For you others, this is Erik Von Horne, fighter of exceptional skill," Obar says, gesturing to a sturdily-built human man with his black hair in a neat ponytail. He bears a peace-bonded longsword that shows extraordinary care, wears well-made clothes, and has a necklace of amber beads.
"And finally your employer, Undinar Deptholas," Obar says, turning to to the last man in the room. With deep green skin with a faint covering of fine, blue-green scales, wet kelp-like hair, and a hint of webbing, the water genasi nature of this young man is obvious. He bears some kind of pole-arm in a specially-made sheath, though you aren't sure what kind. He also wears some kind of leather armor, smooth and gray, decorated with shark's teeth.
"If you want to fill them in about the nature of this expedition, I'll finish organizing the lists of supplies for the journey," Obar says, going behind the counter and opening a ledger.
