A small blonde child looking figure with longsword slung over back comes streaking down the road looking towards the adventures knowing more folks left the camp then have returned, Corrin approaches the small band and with quick bow states "I am Corrin, lets get you back to the encampment, should we be expecting your companions shortly?" . The horror of what he was just told still slightly on his face, but his wide eyed want to know the adventure that these battle tested individuals have been on. Once the adventures let him know that two of the "heroes of Neverwinter" have fallen, Corrin offers a solemn walking prayer for each of the brave souls, and hands Mariz two gold coins for each, and explains that one so close should never have to pay for the passage to wherever they might be heading. The halfling seems instantly at ease with this new company and offers to guard and protect the lot until they find they should split paths. Running to a small clearing that was holding his gear in a small blanket, Corrin places each piece of armor expertly and places his brooch just in place, he waits for the group to head out. Corrin then escorts the fellows into Neverwinter, never asking to tag along just kinda going with them as they do whatever they do.