[b][u][color=0072bc]Mightous[/color][/u][/b]

Mightous leaned his back against a wall in the small room and looked at Arthur. He seemed like a capable leader and a decent enough fighter. Truthfully, Mightous felt that they were all great people to join a guild with. However, Mightous really didn't want to socialize at all. He would mostly ignore any pointless blabbering. He didn't care if they hated him really, as long as they had his back in battle.

Mightous joined the guild for only one reason. Arthur reminded him of Dylan. The looks, the leadership, everything. He missed Dylan so much... his only friend he could count on. But that was behind Mightous, and he was ready to keep on fighting.

He pushed off the wall and slowly walked over to the table and looked over the map with Arthur. He heard "Does anyone have anything they'd like to add?" and opened his mouth to speak, but when other people started to talk, he sighed, walked back to the wall and sat down against it. Mightous listened to them talk and thought to himself, "We better make it out of this alive."