Duke Dervin replies to the various questions, "The Jackals comprise no more than two dozen men according to my scouts. They may have more at the tower, but that seems unlikely. Jareth isn't above recruiting humanoids, however, so you may find yourselves facing some goblinoids as well."
The storyteller adds, "The Tower itself was originally a temple dedicated to all of the Immortals. It was partially destroyed and abandoned during the Dagger War more than 100 years ago, but rumors say that some of its magic and traps remain intact."
The blond woman looks over the other volunteers with an appraising eye, then speaks, "If we are to fight and possibly die together, we should know each other's names and skills. I am Lessa Lyantaclis, cleric in service to the Immortal Varash."
The Duke's eyes widen a bit, "Lyantaclis? As in...?"
Lessa nods, "Yes, my father is Baron Harock Lyantaclis. My father...sends his regards, my lord." Her brief pause seems to indicate that her father likely doesn't know she is here.
Stoja recognized the Baron's name. Her old village fell within the borders of the Lyan Barony, though the Baron rarely saw fit to venture that far south.