Alexander laughed a second later, much less exuberant than his companion, but no less full of mirth. This seemed like the set up to a bad jape: a woman and a dead deer walk into a guild hall probably HAD been the set up to a bad jape Alexander had heard at some point. Alexander walked past the woman at the door, turning his body ninety degrees to fit his load through the door. As he slipped past the deer-laden woman, he spoke, his stride not breaking.

"Aye lass, yer in good company here. Welcome ter the party, so it is. I'm Alexander, that'uns Ayla, and behind us the dark-skinned woman's My-saren, er however it's said."

Alexander slid past after speaking and hastily looked for a place to deposit his burden, his arms beginning to strain at the exertion of carrying such a weight, his mind beginning to regret not taking two trips. Turning as he remembered something, he spoke again to deer-woman, walking backwards tentatively while he did so.

"Try not ter get blood everywhere, eh? I figure I'm the only man here who aint paying the bills, I'm going ter be on cleanup. Last thing I want to do is scrub blood from floors I aint even walked on yet, eh?"

He turned and resumed his search for the pantry.