Jennifer
"...Mmh, sounds odd. Should pick more stable company, mmh? I've ran with my group for a long time now.. All started in South Mentia, picked up and lost a few on the way, but we haven't lost our character." 

*She said, finishing off her own tankard and setting it down.*
Inge
"It's working out alright for a party formed on the spot, I think. And beyond this campaign, well..." The priestess shrugged, staring at the remnant bubbles in her mug. "I'm something of a loner myself, and teamwork is hardly a strength of mine... But that's another story."

She shrugged once more, slightly hesitating on whether she should order another mug.
Jennifer
"Mmh.. Should try teamwork sometime, works great." *She smirked a bit.* "With my lot we just have all the others set themselves up far away, I run in and they pick off everyone trying to fight me."
Inge
"Mmm, I dunno. Everything considered, I'd make a terrible teammate." A grin flitted across her face after some thinking. "You'll get along with the old man I work with, probably. Similar way of thinking and all that."
Jennifer
"Mmh.. Never met a southlander with a similar way of thinking. Those coastal Mentians are all soft anyway." *She shrugged.*
Inge
"Well, there's always room for first times." Sol got the attention of the barkeep and procured a smaller drink. "But I'd imagine that to be a good thing, no? If they're soft, they can't handle all the fighting by themselves. More business for the folks who do it for a living."