Lusala didn’t say anything other than give a nod to man who had hired him when he arrived. His large broad- axe was resting comfortably on his shoulder. It was a heavy weapon, but Lusala seemed to carry it rather well without breaking a sweat. There was also a bag with him, containing a few things he had brought with him that he’d felt he might need. Sleep has found him well overnight, he felt refreshed and wide awake, also with a decent meal in his stomach. In case they were to go awhile without anything good to eat. He was rested enough to feel like he was more than ready to take on the world. Was he nervous? Not at all. It almost felt like any other job he had been on. The only thing he worried about was whether or not the pay was a nice as he had heard.<br/><br/>He had noticed the stern look, and was prepared to hear anything that the man was going to say. Oh, but Lusala never expected any tips whenever he took on a job like this… maybe just a small heads up or a bit of information or something. That certainly would be nice considering he was not from around here. While his mind wandered to a few things, he took a good, long look at the caravan itself to get more of a feel of what he was getting himself into. If he was defending something, he at least needed to have an idea. No, this did not mean he was having any second thoughts about this job; he needed this money and was determined to earn it. On the surface it didn’t seem so bad. But he assumed something was up if the man had that look on his face…