The leader of the trio introduced himself as a lieutenant, Alec had been right in his assumption that they were wearing military uniforms. The young man appeared to be getting quickly soaked by the rain, though his facial expression showed no sign that this was bothering him. He extended a hand to the lord, who looked down at it for a few moments before eventually returning the gesture. He gripped the young man's hand tightly and shook it before returning his arm to the folds of his cloak. The brief gesture had made his hand, and thus the spikes on his knuckles, quite visible, giving perhaps a faint hint as to just what kind of man Milo was dealing with. He nodded to the man as he mentioned his name before replying in the same smooth voice. "That I am, lieutenant." He looked behind Milo briefly, looking from one of his two companions to the other before turning towards the city. "Well then. Where are we headed?" The rain was beginning to come down harder, and the wind seemed to be getting stronger by the second.