You take a careful inventory of supplies. There is a total of 50 days worth of trail rations, 5 bedrolls, 5 small tents (each big enough for a single person), flint and steel, 2 sunrods, 5 full waterskins, 100 feet of hemp rope, 2 climber's kits, and 10 torches. Afterward you load yourselves up with all of your equipment and prepare to leave your room. Just as you are about to step out, Celen returns, bursting through the door followed by a strong-looking unshaven man of about 25 years. The man is dark-featured and tawdry of skin. He wears a suit of scale armor and carries a longsword at his side.
"Ah yes, gentlemen, good to see you are steeling yourselves for the trip. Might I introduce my friend, Omar Cay," the bard says gesturing to the dark-featured man beside him.
"A pleasure," the man grunts. Obviously words are not his strong suit.