You ponder the choice for a good while, before making your selection. "Paul, I'll take you. I assume you know healing spells?" "Of course I do you ignorant fool! I mean... Mr. Hero. At your service, Sir!" "Very well, you are on board. You Pace up and down the remaining 4 possible companions. The whole room holds its breath while they all wait for you to choose. You finally stop in front of Roshan "How far away could you hit a person on level ground?" Roshan answers immediately with an accent that took you completely by suprise. "Three-a hun-a-drdrdrdred-a me-a-ters." You try to visualize that distance, but it was longer than your entire village, which impressed you greatly. "Welcome to the Party." You answer. "Oh-a I-a can-a-not-a thank-a you enough-a good-a sir!" The three remaining possible companions all shuffled uncomfortably, hoping that you picked them.
You stop at Nathan. His strong, young body was covered by decorative armor, along with a massive sword. He could be useful if a big battle came... You move on to Thalia. She did not look threatning, but if what King Tybalt II said was true, she would be just as deadly as anybody else... You finally move on to Sylvester, his bulging muscles were clearly visible under the garments he wore, but the only part that you could see clearly was his neck. His neck was thicker than your waist, so you could only imagine how strong he must have been everywhere else. You say to him, "You say you can beat orcs in wrestling?" You expected him to answer, but instead he just grunts ambiguously while dipping his head down at you, almost as if he were saying, "Are you serious?" You decide to ask another question. "How much weight can you carry?" He grunts again, then walks over to Nathan, grabs his scruff with one arm, and lifts him up, armor and all.
Nathan begins flailing in Sylvester's grip, trying to free himself, but he is unable to. You tell Sylvester, "Okay, that's enough. Put him down. I'll take you with me." Sylvester obeys, and drops Nathan into a pile on the floor. Nathan was furious, "How dare you you son of a bitch. Go back to the sewers you disgusting abomination!" But Sylvester gives Nathan a slap across the face with enough force to knock him unconscious, and calmly walks to your side. Some soldiers carry Nathan's prone body out, while Thalia simply closes her eyes, folds her hands together, and gracefully walks out of the grand hall. You tell your companions, we need to discuss the mission. Which place has the best ale?" Paul answers you. "The Boar's Head is by far the best. I'll have you know... uh... Yeah... It's this way." He walks out embarrassed, and Roshan, Sylvester, and you follow him out. When you arrive at the Taven, the Ale did not dissapoint. Once everybody is situated, Roshan asks you, "Why-a did-a you want-a to-a meet-a us here-a again-a?"