Quentin is already at the inn by the time the other two arrive. He has even procured a carriage which was currently loaded with everything, barring personal effects, that would be needed for the trip.

"Ah, excellent Mister Scott and Miss Devereaux, I am pleased to see you."

He says as he gestures to the two men with him. One was older, with a salt and pepper beard and hair that had already faded to grey. His features were hard and weather and based on his tattoos it was easy to guess that he was a veteran sailor. The other man was a few years younger, though well past his teens, and bore a passing resemblance to the older man.

"This is Mister Harbor and his son Fred."

Quentin says gesturing to the two.

"I would recommend making nice as they will be the ones who fetch help if something unfortunate happens in the cave."