"You've found us," Zemok takes her measure coolly.  "We are, in fact, just about ready to get started on the King's Work, as it were.  In a stroke of luck, we've a task in which your companion will likely be most useful."  Zemok stands and makes half-bow before shouldering his pack.  "I am Zemok, our little band's resident excuse for a magician.  Please, grab something to eat, and we can handle further introductions on the way.  We're not getting paid by the hour," he snickers a bit.