Many members of the other group go their separate ways, to train, hang out, or whatever.
Just after breakfast Raz comes skipping into the inn, fully trained and blissfully ignorant of all of the major events that have happened during the past two weeks...
As Raz approaches, the grey elf wearing two swords stands.
"Greetings. Farad Golamarth is the name. Looks like we will be working for a time together."
Raz reaches out to shake Farad. "Hi, the names Raz." Looking around to Bel and Sasha, Raz continues, "So....where is everyone and where did you all meet Farad and the wood elf?"
Meanwhile, Drandar meets J'Harast at the Fighter's Guild...
Drandar: "Burp. So, you're the guy that Sasha is worried about. Are you any good with that pig sticker at your side?"
J'Harast: "Pig sticker. Why, it's a much nicer weapon that that meat cleaver you call a sword. It takes skill and training to use this weapon."
Drandar: "Why is the thieves guild out to kill you? Most thieves I know are not that bad, a little outside the law, but they have used their skills to my benefit."
J'Harast "I don't have to answer to you or to anyone else. I need to deal with this on my own..."