Nokomis stroked Fell's large head as if the act soothed her own restlessness as much as it did the wolf's.  Her fingers thread through his fur as she listened to her new companions talk amongst themselves.  Every once and a while she'd lift her eyes to put a face to the voice.  She eyed each of them in turn as if measuring them up in her own mind.  She wondered briefly about their stories, but pushed those thoughts from her mind.  This was a job.  Nothing more.<br/><br/>When their employer finally made his appearance, Nokomis turned to focus her gaze on him.  She eyed his prosthetics with a veiled curiosity.  She wondering what the dwarf had encountered to end up in such a state.  Her gaze shifted to the figure beside him, the Justicar that was to accompany them.  She frowned in mistrust but stayed silent as the Justicar spoke.<br/><br/>"So long as you don't get in our way we should be fine," she said coolly, her hand returning to stroking the wolf's head.