**Marius**

While Marius was returning to his inspection of the Shepherds’ supplies, he heard someone moving behind him.  With his hand on the hilt of his sword, Marius spun around to see if there was an assailant at his doorstep.  However, when he was facing the newcomer, he saw that it was just some purple haired (“Is that natural?” Marius thought) young man.  He seemed to be in the middle ground of the varying ages within this motley crew: he was definitely older than many of the others, but not quite Marius’ age.

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

Marius lifted his hand from the hilt of his bronze sword, now aware that this boy was of no threat to him.

“Yes, Sir Rylan.”  Marius began, “I can use all the help I can get.  Why don’t you start over there?”  Marius pointed toward some supplies to which he had not yet gotten.  “Just write down everything that’s there and we will compile the lists together to see what we still need for our journey.  And when I mean ‘we’, I am hoping that includes all those others lollygaggers.”