Upon arriving at the barracks, Rylan very nearly spun on his heel and walked right back out when he realized that only one other person was present. Ugh, doing inventory was no small task, and he hardly wanted to do it alone with one other person. Wasn't _everyone_ supposed to be gathering here? That was at least a good...what, five, six others who had yet to arrive? With all the people coming and going, the myrmidon wasn't sure what their roster even looked like anymore.

The only thing that really stopped him from leaving right then and there was the fact that the knight had probably already spotted him by this point. That, and he did feel a little (just a little) guilty to see that the man was working alone. Lifting his gloveless hand to his mouth, Rylan quietly coughed into it.

"Uh, hi. I suppose." Good start. "I'm Rylan. Anything I can do to help? You know...inventory stuff?"