"Well, this is fine company indeed," Nev remarked while crossing the short distance to join the motley band. "What have we here, a lady and her bodyguard?" There was something familiar about the woman's face, but he couldn't place where he'd seen it, exactly. The man seemed a typical human soldier. The sight of his uniform was oddly comforting, as if at least a slight guarantee that a vestige of the city remained.<br/><br/>"I am Nevorim Ellanstar, and this lass is my friend Cael'ama Fara'hel." Nev realized belatedly that the woman must be the owner of the other voice speaking Elvish, though she was clearly human. And seconds ago he had yelled his profession loudly in that language. Ah well, nothing to be done for it now.<br/><br/>"I don't suppose either of you know the way back to Westermist? We seem to be somewhat misplaced." He had checked on his weapons; the sword and bow seemed unbroken, though the bow needed to be strung. Nev made no move toward them, though. If it came to a fight he reckoned little chance against the tall warrior. Discretion would certainly be the better part of valor here.<br/><br/>[OOC: Meagen, would you prefer OOC questions and actions inline like this, or placed in the OOC thread? I'll move this if you'd rather have them collected over there. The question is, having been here a few minutes, have we spotted any other interesting features? In particular, is there anything around, even a rock ledge, that looks like it might provide shelter from this rain?]<br/>