Mark Macy (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=12413)<br/><br/>Mark's attention was called away from the wagons by the approach of an unknown party of people. He looked up, taking note of everyone's move to prepare for the coming interaction. He tossed the bedroll and back pack he was holding in his arms into the wagon and stepped away from the wheels, moving toward Analise. He pulled gripped the hilt of his blade and pulled it a few inches from it's sheath and returned it, testing the pull of the blade. At the same time he flexed his free hand and rolled his wrist, feeling an intricate interest in how this situation would turn out.<br/><br/>"So, if they are friendly, do we have a member of our group stand watch with them at all times?" Mark asked, wondering how trusting the paladin was of her fellow traveler. Mark himself would like to get his hands on any books they might be carrying, or maybe they had a spell-caster he could trade a few things with to further his arcane study. Then again, a dead wizard would have a spellbook, and arcane power still in his veins. "It would be my pleasure to assist you in holding the door."