Howl shrugged at Nadiya's question, and shoved one of his hands into his pocket, obviously fishing for something specific. "I remember...there was a...letter, and it- Aha!" He pulled out said letter, the return address being to the town hall. "It told me to come here today, and..." He opened up the letter and cleared his throat, his eyes scanning the piece of paper. "...I quote, '...bring enough supplies to last a three day's trip, along with your best weapons and ammunition.' Sounds like we're in for something big. Sadly, I don't know what exactly this big thing will be." His glance followed Nadiya's as it rested on the small group for a moment, and he sighed. "I don't know 'em, either..." He turns back to Nadiya, his small smile returning. "...but either way, I'm supposed to be leading the group; I'm head of the militia here, so it's only natural they assigned it to me." He put the letter back into his pocket, his large hands making it hard for him to do so. He struggled with it for a brief moment before returning his attention to Nadiya. His free hand scratched at his gruff, rather thick 5 o'clock shadow, covering his mouth to stifle another yawn. "So if we're going to be working together, you mind telling me what your skills are?"