Voices from the undergrowth had Julius stopping in his tracks and reaching for his satchel, the collapsed scythe inside a comforting weight in the presence of potential danger.  Despite himself, the apprentice snuck towards the source of the sounds as he wondered what on earth others might be doing in the jungle.  He found it unlikely they would be there for a similar reason as he, the plants that grew here were not exactly rare for the most part and those that were had very few uses.

Soon the three came into sight for him and he ducked behind a tree trunk, watching the awkward meeting play out.  All three looked fairly formidable so he was reluctant to get involved, just in case they ganged up on him for whatever reason.  As he watched he realised that was unlikely, especially as they were a bit stand-offish with each other he assumed they were as much strangers to one another as he was.

[i]Maybe I'll just stay back here for a bit and see what happens, I'm only here for some plants anyway.[/i]