<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/TNcGFy0.jpg?2)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Najarala<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Old Bastion Keep | Fire Pit<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Senadra, Welkin, Zoya, Ylaine,<br/><strong>Notable Content:</strong>Gained a friend? Out bidding for party members.<br/><hr/>He gave a look of turbulence at the purple haired girl as she became oh so rude to him and his decisions of leaving on his own.<strong>"What does it look like I'm leaving. Why waste my time with grouping up if they'll just get in my way?"</strong>huffing as he looked away since being called an idiot. Najarala hadn't picked a group due to how everyone had flocked to one another and left him as the lone wolf, but that wasn't entirely true. He didn't see a need to weight down others. A warrior was common place in Old Bastion and he sometimes wished he'd taken the path of a cleric; maybe then people would be of use besides just another hacker of flesh and bone. However, he wasn't like the usual warriors who carried a large weapons which spelled out compensation of other traits which they lacked.<strong><strong> "People think being in a group lowers the risk, but its actually harder."</strong></strong>He explained the the Dark Wizard or was it Witch? No matter . . . He told Senadra that the more people in a group the more people had to worry about. If someone messed up then the focus on the enemy would shift to their fallen or injured party member which gave the monsters an advantage. Being alone while seeming like suicide was just as safe if not more. The conversation would have dragged on, yet he didn't bother since she was compelled to be a hindrance in his side until he agreed to join.<strong>"Fine I'll play along for now. The name is Najarala. A warrior with with a plan over brute force. Your magic will come in handy then.</strong><br/><br/>There was a long harrowing silence before Naja decided to open his mouth again.<strong>"I assume that charisma your mouth wields gained more than just myself for a teammate; or am I mistaken?"</strong>Senadra had talked him into this so he expected shed mustered at least one other person. A duo party wouldn't make this trek any smoother than it would of been on his own. It would seem that he would either have to aid in the recruitment of free adventurers or at the very least convince a others to let not just himself, but the Dark Witch<em>'He was going to go with witch'</em>to boot. He waved his hand for Senadra to follow him back to the Fire Pit and went to scout. His eye acclimated to the flames, and saw another warrior making an effort. Najarala did not want to be shown up so he brushed him to the side and gave after giving a courteous apology for his interruption.<strong>"I couldn't help overhearing you... Aryl, right? Yea, why don't you two strapping gentlemen and the adorable lass come join us? The more the merrier."</strong>Selling himself as if he was some con artist and they were eating out of his hand. Yes, it was good to be strong. Being the one which could haggle and convince others to fight for you was better. Those with leadership knew that you always had those that wanted to be on the front line, and ride on the coat tails of those enthused than yourself? Besides he was only going to ride this out until he got enough money to be stable. With his smooth mouth he could sell dirt to a farmer so becoming a merchant would fetch him some coin and gear. Who know's maybe he'd actually enjoy being around them.