Novalis takes a step further, focusing his eyes everywhere but the large dogs, the hairs and scales in his neck go stiff.

He clears his throats and makes an effort to speak loud and clear.

We are on our way to the Keep by request of Soranna and the town authorities. We have reasons to believe a small warband of hobgoblins has taken shelter there and are slowly becoming a threat to the Dawn road. Yesterday we fought a group of marauders who had taken the life of a few travelers before they tried ambushing our group.

Jorr, sir, we understand nobody knows these woods as you do and we came to check for any valuable information you may have before moving towards the Keep. Will you assist us?