Galawayn blinked as the dwarf tried to explain something to him in his agressively accented voice. He pondered just what was being asked of him for a moment. When he had finally pieced the loose collection of syllables together into something comprehensible, he realized the dwarf was asking him and the other adventurers to scout ahead for trouble. Overtly, the gnome nodded to the dwarf's request, but he sighed to himself. It was indeed a job any old peasant could have done... Exactly what was he doing here if his magics wouldn't ever see use?

He turned to his colleagues. "Alright, scouting ahead, pretty basic stuff. I say, I would like to take the middle in the marching order if that's alright with you all."