[Hoskuld Coal-beard]

Although he didn't admit it, Hoskuld *did* ask where the Ranger Hall was before setting out to find it. As it turned out, a simple "Follow the caterwauling" would have gotten him there just fine. Somebody was raising quite a ruckus; it apparently involved jerky.

"Carmelya's glowing green tits!" he exclaimed as he entered the yard and saw the others there. He felt a deep satisfaction as he surveyed the scene with the human and two half-elves; he'd been waiting five brightenings for a chance to use that interjection since he'd heard the Aedile say it. "I thought you Rangers were supposed to do things quietly?! Maybe you should talk a bit louder: I'm not sure they heard you in Herozzal."

Carmelya's glowing green tits, it felt good to say stuff like that! As he looked at the unpacked gear, his mind secretly went over his own stuff. He didn't have much, and seeing all the jerky, rope, carabiners, jerky, weapons, torches, and jerky made Hoskuld feel woefully underprepared. Scratching his beard, which was a noticeably darker shade than the hair on his head, the dwarf's manner became a bit more thoughtful and serious. "Erm...I didn't get a packing list or nuthin' so I only have the basic stuff I brought with me from Primus Gaudeo. Is there anything I should get? Or anything I can help you guys carry?"