"How rude." Aaron commented as he removed his knife and sheathed it back underneath his cloak. "Those two aren't soldiers, but I am. Is it the cloak? It's gotta be the cloak, right? Is that what makes me look like one? Or is it the big one behind me..." Aaron gestured to Kendov and then whispered. "He does look scary, doesn't he?" He then drew himself back and resumed walking again, fully expecting Ardreth to follow. "Anyways, name is Aaron. That's Kendov, and this uhh..this is...." Aaron tried his damndest to put a name to that cute face, but he couldn't recall it. "..did you ever tell me your name?" He asked Morgan, an apologetic smile on his face.<br/><br/>Lightning did not turn her head as she knew who was addressing her. "Hmm. Why didn't you ask this question before we left? I assume all of you are travelers, so you'd have your own bedrolls and tents if you needed them." Seriously, what bad timing. "As for jobs, all of your jobs is to take care of yourselves, and watch the backs of your allies as well as your own. I can heal, keep watch, cook, and scout. Though if someone wants to volunteer their services, they can."