[color=Green][i]Well… at least he’s all gung-ho about this,[/i][/color] is all Garret could think of as the scythe wielding man spoke aloud to them. He felt a bit good at the idea that someone was considering joining him, though he agreed with Marcino that saying aloud his focus on two of them over the others could be construed as rude. 

As the young king added to the discussion, Garret could just feel the sweat drop from the last part of the king’s statement.[color=Green] “Even the shield hero, huh? Geez. That sure sounded like a backhanded assurance…”[/color] he grumbles rather quietly under his breath. It wasn’t like he chose the shield himself.

It was during his grumblings that he sees an unexpected sight. One of the adventurers, small and near fully cloaked, had stepped out from the group and headed straight to him. He blinked as said individual said nothing to him, slipping into place behind him. There wasn’t much to go on with said person, with what seems to be a dagger sticking out from the front of the cloak. He thinks he sees motion on the back side, though he couldn’t see what exactly it was from here. Another weapon, perhaps? In any case, it would seem he would need to start the introductions himself.

Leaning over slightly to get closer to eye level, he gives a little wave to the hood. [color=Green]“Yo. Nice to meet ya stranger. You may have heard my name, but just in case, I’m Garret Lancaster. But you can simply call me Garret. May I have the name of the first to decide to join my party?”[/color]

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