Tutting and whistling noises grow louder behind the party, followed by loud clanking, as
Catweazle catches up to his old and new companions.
"Tche! Tche! Huff! Puff! Keep up, Ivar, Sigmund, or we'll never catch - Ah! Here they are! And they've spawned! Young owlface has gained some candelabras, and the grumpy one hast split in four 'twould seem! All well and good, but 'twill bring down profits, mark my words ...
If no-one objects, Catweazle inserts himself and his two bodyguards into the marching order as follows:
MARCHING ORDER
Rhod Grampus
Ori Nori
Sigmund Ivar
Catweazle
Aldbane Maloof
Golgildir Georges*
Francis * Kythaela
Serech Dori