Kajin held mixed feelings on the general reaction to the party. The overwhelming optimism was infectious and everyone seemed willing to risk limb and life for the cause. Which made wonderfully easy decision making but with ease came recklessness. Thankfully, Dub seemed to share his hesitations but the group overall wanted to charge forward, not a bad plan but not one with enough thought yet. Dub's strategy for tackling the dungeon helped with that. Reducing their over all passive threat index was a good idea and his separation increment was just close enough to keep the mages able to help. Kajin grinned.

"[color=f7976a]Since Dub's plan is sound, lets settle this discussion. Tomorrow morning, around 9, we'll head out towards the Hill's Sorrow. Before entering, we'll decide on the composition of the two parties and from there a leader for each in order to streamline contact.[/color]" Kajin glanced around the room before settling on the man who had nearly rivaled Dirk in embarrassing grandstanding, "[color=f7976a]And to your idea about forming a Guild... Lets test this out first. No point rushing into a Guild if we all end up hating each other after![/color]" With that, Kajin stood and stretched. 

"[color=f7976a]Lets get some rest then. Tomorrow, we'll meet here at nine, party up, and head out. We'll see what the game really has in store for us, hm?[/color]" Kajin waved to the new people and whispered a quick good night to both Dirk and Aster before ducking out. As retired for the evening, he felt the tension slip back into him and he sighed. He had a long night ahead of him. 

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