[center][color=Fuchsia]Kessel[/color][/center]

As Kessel waited for her partner to finish breakfast, she couldn't help but overhear the other party speaking. Kessel had learned from her time in in Luskan that one ought to mind their own business, but always be aware of potential prospects. The night before Kessel had largely ignored the group since she was tired and wanted to go to bed, but hearing what they were saying she was almost certain they had similar goals. Or at least were going to the same place. Kessel looked at the party and tried to size them up. One thing was for certain, they outnumbered her and Shayle four-to-one. Kessel was confident in her skills, but even she wouldn't test those odds on the best of days. But the fact they were in such a large group would only make things easier for Kessel if she could play her words right.

Rolling up next to the cart while riding on top of Rusty, Kessel tried to get the attention of whoever led this group. She guessed it was the man riding the wolf. He seemed the authoritative type. She hoped that riding on top of her own golem would make the deminative woman seem more impressive and worthy of an alliance. [color=Fuchsia]"Yo!"[/color] Kessel raised her hand up as she yelled out loudly to get their attention. [color=Fuchsia]"Sounds to me that you're going to head into that dungeon nearby! I've heard that gnolls stalked these sands, had a run in with a few scouts a few days ago. Nothing that me, my partner, and Rusty here couldn't handle though. Still, if my hunch is right, I'm sure there's a whole nest of them near by. And chances are if you're going where I think you're going, you're going to be seeing a lot of gnolls. Why don't we team up? I don't know what you're all looking for, but I'm just investigating the ruins for some info that might help make Rusty here shine a bit better. What do ya say?"[/color]

[center][color=pink]Shayle[/color][/center]

Shayle ate her breakfast quickly. It was still mediocre to her, even with all the fancy little fruits and nuts. That might be a nice snack, but that's no meal. But she took what she could get, and once she had enough she paid her tab and left the tavern. It was a bright sunny day, the air was hot, and the road ahead of them was wrought with danger. Just the way Shayle liked it. As she went to find Kessel, she saw the gnome talking up that group from last night. Shayle narrowed her eyes and wondered what Kessel was up to. On one hand, Shayle had always told Kessel if they want to do more dungeon delving, they'll need a bigger group. But on the other hand, this group had eight people, and at least two of them didn't like Shayle. And maybe Shayle didn't like them either; so some elf didn't take kindly to her humor and one lass felt like defending her honor. That wasn't her problem. But Shayle was also quick to forgive; they had their brawl to work their their differences, and while Shayle might not [i]like[/i] some of those people, she can at least respect their honor for each other. 

The dwarf warrior approached quietly. Or at least she didn't say anything; her armor and footsteps, even in the sand, was loud enough for just about everyone to hear. She rested her massive dwarven greataxe upon her shoulder, the black metal absorbing the light, giving it an eerie glow. [color=pink]"A bit bigger than I expected. But I don't mind if we gotta work together. Just lemme be clear about one thing: I don't like some of ya. But as of yesterday, I respect at least one of ya fer yer honor. Not many actually willin' to back up their friends inna fight. Most try to settle it with words or trickery. Only a real warrior's willin to throw down fer her friends, and I can respect that. As for the others... Meh."[/color]