[back at the Temple of Pelor, after the acolyte gifts Norinth and Kerith with the potions]
"There is, however, a young travelling cleric who arrived just a few days ago, and has been staying with us here at the temple. I've asked him to stay and help around here, but he has declined. He says he must see the world, and spread the blessings of Pelor where he can. Which, I suppose, is why he came here, to Ambroi. Ah! let me speak to him. If he agrees to join you, I will send him out."
A few minutes later, a fit, well built young man appears. He is deeply tanned, unlike the other priests you have seen here, and you notice he wears scale mail under his yellow priests robes. There is something exotic about him, as if he had seen much in his short years.
"Greetings, friends. I am Xendangalis. I will join you on your noble mission, and help the good citizens of Silleria return safely to Myrtolo Keep. With Pelor's blessing, we are sure to succeed!" They agree to meet at the docks tomorrow.
When they arrive the next day, Xendangalis is sitting on a vacant spot of the docks, sitting cross-legged and meditating, his face tilted up slightly to the sun. He rises as the party approaches him. He greets all of them warmly. You notice he's ready to go, with weapons on his belt, pack, travelling cloak, and shield slung over his shoulder.