[b]"So what quest are we doing now?"[/b] Brel asked, in hopes of getting an answer. He didn't really join the party the easy way, and sure as hell not the friendly way. He tried to steal from them. They were bound not to trust him. But hey, if they don't, then who will? Going out there alone as a small for can prove dangerous, and he didn't really have much skill in melee combat yet, he had just started. Several days inside the walls didn't help him practice, and he only knew how to use his three abilities that weren't all agressive. There was one ability he had picked at the beginning of character creation. [i]Backthrust?.. Backslash?.. Backstab?.. Yes, Backstab...[/i] He remembered. It was "Backstab." He accidentally muttered it out loud, and wasn't sure if anyone heard it. They could take it the wrong way if it was heard. Not to mention the current situation. His bandana from his face was about to slip off, so right before it did, Brel pulled it up again, making sure his scar was not visible.