"Hey, I can tell you're a little spooked. Probably a bit too aggressive that was, especially for a fucking greeting. You look like a rogue or thief or someshit, two rogues, a healer/tank and a full-tank sounded like a decent party. Y'interested? We'll be hunting mobs until we're level three or four or something.". He wondered if there even were levels. "Shit, are there even levels? I'm not sure.", he'd voice that thought.

"Oh, that's a dude by the way, Queue. Quu? Qoo? Whatever. Also, Would you mind doing PVP with yours truly once we get gooder at this?', he'd note, and ask. "These other two aren't interested. I mean I picked a class that was suited for lone PVP-ers like me, but y'know, still nice to have someone helping.". It really was. He was only with these others because they were being useful, but it [i]was[/i] nice to just... communicate once in a while.

"So, tactics? Or just go all out?"