Breyten d'Denieth
As Breyten walked several paces behind the adventurers, he shook his head in amazement at them. It was beyond his comprehension why they chose to drag along the Warforged and Half-Dragon. He could almost understand the interest in the Half-Dragon if they intended to study it and try to determine the cause of its illness. Why bother with the Warforged, he wondered. They weren't really alive anyway, just a creation of House Cannith.
Curious, he quickend his pace. Perhaps this Warforged was an acquaintance? Perhaps it was a hired bodyguard and they had to return it to get their deposit back? These adventurers were an odd group. Then again, most such adventuring parties were. They tended to be a motley group of individuals banded together for some greater goal. What that might be in this backwater place was beyond him.
They seemed to be heading in the general direction of the Lily Pad. They were slowed by their burden so it would be easy enough to get there before they arrive. Breyten increased his pace and passed the group on his way to the Inn. His intention was to get there and have a drink in hand when they arrive.