Luke keeps his tracking skills active as they approach the city, giving updates in party chat using the interface so that he's not overheard. They're keeping their distance, but have defined moved into a position that will prevent turning way without a fight.
A rough looking bunch of about twenty adventurers comes out of the gates when they're a few hundred meters away, all with the same [Montauk Guardians] Guild tag above their names when Cain turns status bars on in his interface. Best to just leave that active at this point, the little annoyances of the overlay is well with the information it provides in a new situation.
"Well, aren't you kind. You two gentlemen brought us all these pretty women at one time. Tell you what, leave your old Guilds now and we'll write you up a real sweet contract to join us. There's no need to be mean to generous lads such as yourselves." The leader of their welcoming committee, a Paladin named IR1337FoEva420 announces in a smarmy sneer.
