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Hm... Seems like they're friendly. Friendly [i]enough[/i]. They're not making any threatening movements. They're relaxed. Maybe a little [i]too relaxed[/i] all things considered but that's not my problem.

I nudged Ash forward towards the group. Might as well introduce myself properly at any rate. As I get closer my eyes begin to squint. Bloody hell, kid wasn't lying. Red hair really is a [i]looker[/i], though so is that other fella they're with... honestly the kid probably would be a looker too if she wasn't young enough to be my younger sister. Are all of 'em [i]pretty[/i]? That's when my eyes glance over towards Torsten. Ah, that's a rugged face alright. Least I'm not too out of place.

Eventually, when I'm within a meter or two of the group, still on Ash, I move to take off my helm. Not only to get a better look at 'em but so they can get a decent look at me as well. Only courtesy.

[color=bc8dbf]"Well... all t' myself ey? Rather [i]generous[/i] aren' you?"[/color] I say to the short white haired one. I catch a glimpse of the pheasant they have. Not a bad catch. [color=bc8dbf]"And I think I'll take you up on that offer then. It'll save me a bit've coin on the supplies I'll need for the trip back anyway."[/color]

I then turn my head towards the rest of the group, flashing them one of my signature grins that will definitely get me on their good side. Never failed once... Except the times it did but those don't count.

[color=bc8dbf]"Name's Rock. Just Rock. Wanderin' blade fer hire but I've got as good've a pedigree as any other sellsword you'll come across I can assure you that much."[/color] I say. Red hair does look like she's [i]in the money[/i]... might as well see if I can snag another contract while I'm here.