Kyle nodded and folded his arms waiting for someone to do something, to initiate the hunt<br/><br/>"Okay everybody, except Lynda, follow me." Faylan beckoned as he began to march towards the city gates. Kyle certainly did not expect him to tag along, much less lead the way. But he followed anyway, after all, he was not the one dressed in flashy black armor. "So, we're going on a hunting quest, the problem is that not all of us are the same level right? So I'll hang around and see how well can you guys keep yourselves alive then we'll decide what course of action we'll take from there."<br/><br/>Kyle nodded when there seemed to be little response, "Yes. Uh... what is your class?"<br/><br/>"Weren't you listening? I'm from an pure-berserker guild. Luckily I have yet to put my Mad Enhancement on just yet. Basically, I lose the ability to talk normally in exchange for a permanent increase in all my stats, pretty powerful, but its better together in my opinion. What I think happens is that the system picks up the audio from your microphone and... remixes... it badly, in the end you sound like a ghoul or ghost, just wailing."<br/><br/>At that moment, he turned to the two lower leveled players, "Hey, you two. What is your class? Planning to take a sub-class?"