Having propped himself against one of the walls Treygar stands by half listening to the talk of bravado between the young human and the two orcs, and the conversation between the two spellcasters about the door.

Upon hearing the young knight speak of honor Treygar just kind of chuckles to himself before entering into the conversation, t' each his own thar young sirs. I'm sure before the day is through that each of our blades, or respective weapons,as Treygar nods to the sneak and the spellcasterswill be coated in the blood of our enemies. And I hope that afterward each of us will be alive to enjoy our victory.