Zardi will stand at the back of the group and look threatening, but not OVERLY threatening. Like, he's being civil, but don't mess with him. That kind of thing.
Eraden walks directly behind the stout dwarf, whos stature does little to conceal him from the women ahead. "Hail!" He yells in an almost inviting tone. "Well met ladies, we are travelers passing through." he says as he looks over his shoulder at the others. "Be wary of goblins ladies, we recently dispatched of a small group down the path." the palladin warns with sincerity.
As he speaks to them he watches carefully for any signs of aggresion.
Goldenhorn steps up beside Eraden, his jewelry jingling. His shield is on his arm, but his sword is sheathed. "As it happens, we are on our way to a wedding," he says pleasantly. "May I ask why you are guarding this bridge?"
Zardi walks forward slowly, with his axe across his shoulders. He says nothing, but simply stands a few feet behind the rest of the group.[sblock=Check]Intimidate check (1d20+6=18)[/sblock]