Jaroth
Having communicated with the Book and using his druidic magicks to divine the threads of probability that lay before him, he sets his jaw, having made up his mind.
Putting the book back in teh satchel and slinging it once again over his shoulder, Jaroth rises and departs the tent.
Once outside, he approaches the others, Bertrand, Anniston and Vadric, Finnian and Vorian. A grim but determined look is on his face. We are at a crossroads. And I have determined my course. I would like to meet with you to discuss it and to offer you the opportunity to join me on my journey. Let's meet in the tent in five minutes.