Roman & Rylan
"So uhh, are you sure we're in the right place?" Rylan, the younger of the two men, glanced around warily. This place seemed shady to him, and he didn't like it. If it were up to him, the two of them wouldn't have ventured into the slums.
But Roman had given him no choice. "This is the place," he confirmed. "I was hoping to get here earlier, but someone insisted on moving slowly." He glared at his brother, clearly unhappy. "Now we're going to have to find a place to stay for the night. So look around, and see if you can find anything that looks... acceptable." If a place like that even exists, he thought to himself, but didn't say aloud.
A few minutes later, the two found themselves standing in front of some sort of tavern. Without even checking to see if it were open, Roman began pounding on the door.