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Were-Conspiracy
Alexander checks out his group, a quick analysis goes through his head. The Orc-folk seems strong. Dwarf with an axe is usually reliable. The Elf may have had the funds to back specialized training. That one may look tough but -
His thoughts are broken by calls from his new neighbor. "Eh! Lass! Sounds like you want our ad-hoc quartermaster here!", he shouts over to her.
To the group of warriors, "So, no locals here, huh? No surprise. Y'all travel far? Fair enough weather?". There is a reason Alexander did not inquire about becoming a political diplomat.