[i]The prince, an archer, a Manakete, and... A maid? Well, as long as she can fight... This is definitely the most diverse group I've been a part of.[/i]

Seeing the variety of people made Alfred both hopeful and wary. Hopeful because it meant that any individual's weakness could be covered by another, wary because it could mean poor unit cohesion, a problem that had led him to leave a few groups in the past. A tight-knit group of soldiers with lower skill would always be better than a group of highly-skilled suspicious strangers.

Alfred looked up from his notes. Usually, he liked to be the first to speak, but it seemed that wouldn't be the case this time. He cleared his throat and said, "I'll be the group's tactician, Alfred. When you introduce yourselves, or at the very least before our first battle, please inform me of your capabilities in battle. It will greatly improve your chance of survival. For example, I have some proficiency in the sword, and am quite skilled in magic."