The thief waited for a moment of silence and then her deep, pleasant voice began to speak, “Naturally, we all have our disagreements. But the one thing I know we can all agree on is what we’re all here for: the gold. If we can’t put those disagreements aside, we might all just as well go home and be done with it.”<br/><br/>She hesitated a moment on the word ‘home’, although not too much to be noticed. Seeing how uneasy people had gotten already, Chandra wondered if she should be getting on this job after all.<br/><br/>“Either we do this together, or we don’t do it at all,” she went on, “I have little experience with working in large groups, but one thing that’s obvious is that we need a leader, someone with such experience.”<br/><br/>Chandra looked at each of them in their eyes as she recalled their names, “Wraith… Shu’tat… Sakeya… I would trust following any of you, based on what I’ve seen and heard so far.”<br/><br/>The thief raised her friendly gaze at the plated, red-headed girl in the corner, and asked, “How about you? I’d be delighted to hear your thoughts as well.”<br/><br/>Then she looked at the other redhead in the room—the blood elf who had also remained silent so far—and added in a slightly hesitating tone, “And you…”<br/><br/>Without finishing the sentence, Chandra returned leaning against the wall. From there, she gave a quiet look at the friendly-looking, furry creature, and wasn’t sure what to make of the pandaren whose kind she had never dealt with before. She settled for giving him a little nod and a smile, and then shifted her focus back on observing the rest of the group.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>