"Sounds like a good idea to me. It'd be much better to know more about this than to shun information," Labrys said. They were approaching the stables. A man in maroon garb was speaking with the carriage-driver, and laughter met her ears. She smiled to herself and walked over to the men. As they approached, the maroon-garbed man looked over and his face lit. His hair was so bright yellow that it was almost glowing white; his eyes were a dark green. "Labrys!" He grinned. "You fool, what did you get yourself into this time?"
Labrys smiled back at him. "Denvar, it's nice to see you too. You of course know where we're heading, of all people."
His eyes darkened slightly, Denvar nodded. He looked at her companions, looking at Do'nall and giving a slight nod to himself. His eyes turned onto the hooded Redguard. His eyes lit. "Aye, you must be Deldrin."