The delegation arrives at The Mongrel & The Mitre. This is clearly a party designed for its task, the white vestments of the riders shine in the rising sun, the polished metal of tack and harness glisten, as do an occasional set of chainmail under white tabards. One rider carries a standard which you make out to be something to do with Eli. (failed knowlege Religion check.) Weapons are in evidence but not overtly so.
"Lord Melijur, I bid you greetings on this fine morn." calls the familiar voice of Epaphros.
"And to you Epaphros," Randall replies.
"Allow me to introduce my companions to you." Says Epaphros.
He begins to gesture at various individuals. As he does so, each individual acknowleges you.
"Here first and foremost is the Esteemed and greatly accomplished Elven ambassador to the Holy Seat, Gaithys Galanodel." A older elf with grey hair at his temples greets Randall. "Welcome Beowrandil of house Melijur. You are welcome on this journey."
Epaphros continues quickly before you can respond. "And his nephew, Galinden Galanodel, mighty warrior of countless battles." A young elf, clad in shadowy attire, clearly armed for battle steps from the shadows and acknowleges Randall.
"Here we have our muscle. Regitian of St Salix, mighty with the blade."
"And here the most beautiful of all the servants of his Holiness , Salisha of St. Quentin."
"And the loremaster without peer, Elmer Ironbeard." A stout dwarf incongrously dressed as a scholar, nods to Randall. "Macedones Bless..." He manages before Epaphros continues.
"A master traveler for a long journey. Mielerian of Xantas."
"And several others, My apprentice Callenthian, and several others who report to Regitian," He gestures at a group of 7 younger men in the back. One lightly armed, the others well armed."
"Lords and Ladies, may I present our august traveling companion, Lord BeoRwandil (He mispronounces Randall's name.) of house Melijur, Earl of Alderweg, mighty adventurer, slayer of dragons, blessed by the Patriarch." He bows deeply.
"Now then I figure about 8 days of travel to the Dimwood. Off then, to great glory for our great god and all his saints! Randall, I took the liberty of bringing you a horse."
The group leaves Antioch, crosses the great bridge and turns to the North-east. As the afternoon sun rises high in the sky, Elmer the dwarf approaches Randall,
"So then lad, tell me about your adventures. Without all of Epaphros' sheeps wool thrown in."
