Solitary Watcher raised his eyebrows at the newcomer. There was a lot of energy in this one, and she certainly didn't beat around the bush. Watcher knew exactly what this was: a war recruitment. All sides needed bodies to fight for them. The passion coming from Stuffed Rabbit though was quite entrancing though. "I dunno." He spoke hesitantly. "I'm not sure if the Harleys are right for me."

The new kings put in a lot of variables that Watcher wasn't entirely comfortable with. Then again, he still wasn't entirely comfortable with his personal goal of joining a guild. Playing solo was something he knew; something he understood. Could he be a team player? He sighed. "Sorry, that was rude. Things have changed. I'm too used to solo play." Now he felt like he was just making excuses.

He scratched the back of his head. "Well, I guess I am at that point where I really should join a guild. I don't think I'll get much farther solo." He had done fantastically taking out aggressive npcs and outsmarting player killers all by himself, but a lot of that was due to his skill kit and his range. He knew how to use it effectively though. He gave her a serious look. "So, what makes your guild stick out from all the others?" He wasn't going to just jump into any old guild on a whim. His decision would be made based off of knowledge and how well they could 'sell' their guild.