Eventually you all head out for the caravan and meet up there one hour after sunrise.
The merchants are still busy packing the horses, while the guards tend to their weapons. They now wear heavy winter cloaks and other protective pieces of clothing against the cold. The dwarf has donned his chainmail, shield strapped to the back, while the half-elf is wearing studded leather armor.
Upon your arrival, Zacharias smiles at you, his face bearing the expression of an explorer ready to set out for a new land now. His weariness from the day before is gone and the other merchants seem to be infected by his enthusiasm as well.
“Ah, there you are! Very good, very good. We'll need maybe another 15 minutes until we are good to go.” He turns around addressing a younger human. “Rufus? Hand them the money, please!”
The young man quickly moves up to you, while producing a well-filled purse from under his cloak. You can catch a glimpse of a dagger carried underneath, while he does. He hands everyone of you 5 gold pieces in turn and with a friendly nod gets back to work afterwards.
Fifteen minutes later, roughly, everything is prepared and you move out into the cold...
