Wyn nodded and thanked the guildswoman. She grabbed the tokens and winked as she left the counter, her armor scraping against the wood of the counter she was leaning on. She turned towards her comrade, well…comrades. She walked loudly over towards the group that had been amassed and looked over the ragtag group she had assembled. She definitely looked out of place in comparison, her blackened armor and eyepatch making her look like a literal black sheep of the group. She nodded her head as she addressed Ameria.<br/>“Ameria, there’s transport waiting for us, and we’re all set…going to introduce me to our new friends?” She said as she looked over the new group, putting her gloved hands on her armored hips. She wasn’t going to tell them that their safety was not in her hands, saving that speech for when she had opportunity to see how they all acted after they would venture into the wild to take care of the Basarios. “Oh, right.” She said quickly, “I hope everyone has gotten all their supplies, the odds that they’ll give us everything we need is about as likely as a meteor striking me here where I stand. I’m all set, brought a lot of my old equipment with me.” She said, patting the various pouches on her body as she mentally checked the inventory with each feeling of the contents in the pouches. She nodded again and looked over the group again. It was certainly the opportunity of a lifetime for the newer hunters, and she was hoping they would be able to work together well.