Grodul led the four of them into the shade of the pavilion. Scattered across rich carpets were plush, richly embroidered pillows. Lounging in the center of the room on the largest of the pillows is a hugely fat merchant. Amn-Alrhed.
"Ah, welcome guests!" Amn-Alrhed said widely, "Faithful Grodul, are these the guards that I sent you for?"
"Yes, Master", Grodul replied bowing and touching his forehead in respect, "These are they. This is Xanathur, noble warrior, and his companion, Humble Kherbish, an artist with his instrument. These other two and I have not, as yet, introduced ourselves."