Breakfast, for those tracking it down, consists of oatmeal, bread and tea. On request, leftover roast is available from the previous evening; the common room is largely empty this early, although the merchants and wagon crews are starting to trickle in slowly.<br/>Outside, Corien waves to Raine when he sees him. "Good morning, Sir. Planning to make sure our equipment is up to standard before we go to the caravan master and make things official?" His men are sparring with each other - Raine can tell that each and every one of them wields a steel blade designed for two-handed use, ranging from man-sized swords to Corien's personal weapon, a blade eight foot long, the blade forged into a wave pattern. They wear overcoats over their armor, so it is hard to tell what they use there... but given Corien's characterization of his men as 'mounted infantry,' it probably is as heavy armor as each man can afford.