Looking for more muscle

Janno followed through on his search for another fighter. He inquired to the innkeeper about whether any strong able-bodied men with swords had stopped over for the evening.

The innkeeper replied that there were no swordsmen, but a big man with a great axe strapped to his back had entered no more than an hour ago. He had asked for rooms, but the place was full. So, instead, he told innkeeper that he would go find provisions and return to eat a meal before spending the evening in the wilderness.

"He looked like a classic barbarian," the innkeeper added. "Big, strong, was wearing only leather armor with his chest bare and his pants looked like it had been cut short and needs a washing. Plus, he's got a big old club strapped to his waist buckle."

Janno chose to take a seat and wait until this prospect's return. He asked the innkeeper to give him a signal when the barbarian made his re-entrance.

"Sure," the innkeeper added. "By the way, a room did open up a few minutes ago. It's on the lower floor so it is near the common room and all the noise there, but at least it is empty."

Janno gave his thanks and ordered a jar of ale. While waiting, he thought about how large of a group he wanted and whether they should take a job closer to town instead of out in the wilderness first. Then again, with a druid, a ranger, and possibly a barbarian, there were plenty of types who could handle the wild. Perhaps it was just him, a fighter who was comfortable near civilization that was nervous about the wilderness.

Temporarily lost in thought, Janno also lost track of time. Just then...