Magdar is marching near the front of the group. His battle axe hangs from his belt and his shield is slung to his back. He smiles and thumps his hands on his thighs in time with Sebastian's song. "I have no idea what the you're singing, but it sure gets the heart pumping. That would be a great head stompin' song. HA!" The dwarf jogged forward a little to catch up to Surina. [color=fff200]"Hey, Dragonborn. Thanks for cooking and keeping us fed. I liked what you cooked. It's the best trail food I have ever had. Thanks. By the way, do you know this big black S.O.B. of a dragon? No? If you find it, let me know."[/color] Magdar rubbed his beard. He was trying to make up his mind about something. He looked at Surina's greataxe and knew she was a warrior. Having made up his mind, he continued, [color=fff200]"Hmm... Cookie, I've been watching you. I know you are a warrior. Maybe a soldier in an army? I see how you move and care for your weapons. You are a warrior. These others don't understand a warrior's life like we do. What do you say about sticking together once we reach Greenrest? I'm sure the two of us could find some warrior's work together."[/color] [@DTHar]