The echoes of shouting reverberate down from the eastern hallway as the rest of the party trickles back to the entryway. The older man eyes the motley crew with arched eyebrows.
"Well met... I am but a humble traveler. I was leaving Duvik's Pass, with no particular destination in mind. Perhaps I'll go to the sea... Be careful, a terrible plague has descended upon the town. I've half a mind to try and find medical supplies, but Duvik's Pass is so very out of the way... And they've never had quite as much coin since the silver mines started to dry up. Tragically, my services are far from free."