[b] [u] Grey Onyx [/u] [/b]

Grey watched the scene unfold and found his assumptions correct: They could handle themselves. Still, he didn't really feel like he had any place to go. All this time without any human contact save Alika had really begun to wear on him. When the larger man (obviously the leader) spoke up, he hooked his Axe back on its loop and moved to line up. While obviously not intended for him, he saw no harm in it. At least he wasn't wearing his cape today, wouldn't want to look too 'extravagant' you know? Naturally he didn't really notice, but his right pauldron still had the Rak'thurrian emblem (A crossed axe and lance behind a boar skull{OOC NOTE: making shit up here, feel free to correct me at any point}), which might serve to make people uncomfortable, if they were aware of his nation's history. 

He arrived a fair bit after they had lined up, and there was one woman here in line that looked just a bit nervous. This was probably the one the archer referred to, and if he had to guess he'd say she was overselling herself. [b]"I wouldn't worry, Lass. Unless you can't even swing one I doubt they'd turn you away."[/b] He said quietly. While at first he had doubts about speaking to her so suddenly, he doubted he would startle her. I mean he walked right in front of her, there was no way she didn't notice him. Now, he waited for the boss man to tell him what to do next.