The Duke glanced over to the two newcomers, late he mused to himself in his thoughts, but still...a welcome addition. His plan would need all the strength he could gather in the form of these mercenaries and so called adventurers. He glanced over them for a moment-men, both strong of arm though one appeared to have a more noble bearing then the other. Still, the expedition needed more volunteers of the male sort, certainly would be a good counterbalance to all the elven women. First he turned his attention towards the man with a more noble bearing, being of nobility he obviously held more interest to the Duke then a commoner of Ferelden. "All of them, approximately twenty chevaliers in addition to you all." The man's hands rested in his lap as he leaned back against the ornate chair, the eyes behind his mask dancing to the second male. "We have enough supplies yes, however you all will be  required for keeping your own personal stores. You'll be provided a pack with enough essentials, water and food, to sustain you. But that pack is your responsibility to take care of, not mine. Lose it, or the supplies in it, and you're on your own."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>