Mingan heard the sounds of battle and smiled to himself as he knew what was headed their way.  The man in armor left the wagon and ran towards the fight.  Mingan saw the Ogres and the three figures.  It would have been his first instinct to let them duke it out and then figure out what to do next but he had agreed to go on this mission with these people and the battle had already begun, they were committed and he had no intention of leaving his allies out to dry on their own.  So Mingan leaped from his horse and tying it off with the cart he ran towards the fight at hand.  He heard the man in red say something about a friend and shrugged confused but all made sense as he made it to the fray.  He heard the dragon and looked up and nearly lost his footing. "That is a big dragon I'm glad he's on our side." Mingan thumped his chest and bellowed, "You see that Ogres we are going to kill you and feed you to our pet dragon." Closing the remaining distance as he draws he weapon Mingan swings his sword and enters the fight.<br/><br/>