“Yeah, of course.” Erik joked sarcastically at the final remark, no pressure indeed. He’d listened attentively throughout, glad to have the opportunity, wanting to put faces to names as well. There was no need for him to introduce himself, further, the lady had covered the name exchange nicely. It’s not like he necessarily had any better idea of what he was being hired to do exactly, other than some vague notion that they were going up ahead of the main building site. But his main driver was going to be filled regardless by the looks of things, he’d get a little revenge on the damned Clanners, and maybe do some good too. 

He was surprised that his issues with the Clan were common knowledge, though perhaps he shouldn’t have been. He did have a tendency to be melodramatic in his anger, enough so that it was not that surprising that people knew of his hatred. As far as he knew no one other that his brother was aware of the reasons though, and they were far more important than the result. His hatred ran deep, and the roots of that vendetta scorched in blood, fire and misery. In other words, fairly ordinary by apocalypse standards.

Now that a few others had arrived he was starting to take stock of the sort of group that was forming. Obviously one was a beast tamer, or whatever they preferred to be called. Erik was nervous around the big cat, at least without any proper weapons on him as he hadn’t gone out that day equipped for a proper scrap. The beast’s owner looked haughty, in a word, but he wasn’t quick to judge. There was also the skittish one, which he’d worked out was a mage from Claudia’s little speech. Normally, he’d have been sympathetic to her and her shyness, which is what he assumed her standoffishness was down to. He might have been wrong though, and more importantly her nature bothered him. Erik feared mages, and for that reason he distrusted them. They were too close to the crystals, too close.

There were others, but Erik wasn’t the sort to spend ages evaluating everyone around him meticulously. He tended to just wait and see what happened, do what he was good at, that sort of thing. His was a practical mind, not a calculating one.