Ori had woken with a start to the sound of footsteps in the hall. He pulled himself out of the cot he had been given and threw on a tunic and breeches. Belting his belt and short-sword he peaked his head into the hall it was empty but the hair smelled of death and a strange breeze sent tingles down his spine. He returned to the room and shut the door grabbing the candle on the bed side he peaked back into the hall. Once assuring him self that it was empty he began down the stairs. 

As he entered the main hall he saw his fellow compatriots gathered around a map listening as Raven spoke in a low whisper. "...until arriving at the walls of Moria. Depending on how the lands condition is, we may have to pass through Moria to arrive at Rohan. From Rohan we move to Gondor the Mordor…that is the general path that has been recommended to us, if there is trouble and knowing us there will be, there may have to be a couple changes made. As for now, I will answer any questions you all may have about tomorrow."

Ori cleared his throat and in a groggy voice said "What all this about? Have we another contract? I'm up for anything as long as there is coin." He stroked his auburn beard with a calloused hand and with the other lifted the candle so as to get better view of the part.