The entire crew stared at Luna blankly. Even Jal, who was moments ago brandishing a sword had let it droop from its target. As Luna explained herself, Jal looked at Reshad who only shrugged in response. He didn't have any more idea of who this was than he Jal did.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">I don't suppose you're here for the job?</span>Jal asked, though he couldn't imagine that she was. She was an elf, and not of the dangerous looking ones either.<br/><br/>The crew's eyes all turned on Luna expectantly, some more hopeful than others. The half dozen of them were a ragged lot and still looked as much like the thugs they were. Half of them were wearing clothing with the sleeves torn off to display lewd tattoos on their arms.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>