Grimbjorn opened his mouth to reply, only to turn and note the door opening to admit another adventurer, a late arrival. A scowl grew on his face as he flicked his fingers towards a chair.<br/><br/>"You can ask the others to catch you up. I'm not telling the tale twice." He rumbled before turning to lock his one eyed gaze upon Jason.<br/><br/>"You think you are the only strangers approached on this task, or for many tasks? My master hears many rumors, any of a dozen of them could lead him to riches he desires. You are expendable, and renewable resources. The task is yours to take or to ignore, he offers to show you a path to possible wealth, in return for you bringing him an item of interest." He growled before lifting his body up, looming above the table. "As for your...condition, I don't give a damn if you stay or go little man. If you wish to try your hand at obtaining this wealth, well and good. But don't ask me to pry information out of your compatriots. If you wish to know about them, ask them while you travel, I will not demand their names. For all I care you can call them Brutus and Mindy, I assume you will make your own introductions to one another as you form yourselves into a band capable of surviving the harshness of the moor. My master knows all he needs to know about each of you, your lives and your histories will soon be his to know. That is his power, that is his wealth. Information. Any further questions?"