In a merchant caravan, the party of now six members moved in silence. It was dead in the night, and Xavier could see Lafia snoring away just on the other side of the caravan. The rest of the party members were awake but quiet.
"How did you guys meet? I don't think anyone joined here due to the name."
Xavier asked, his curiosity piqued. Ever since he learned the horrid name of this party, he questioned what even made these perfectly capable adventurers stay here. He knew that adventurers were not the kind of people who stuck together because of loyalty.
"Haha, we all have different stories. Mostly, we all met on different quests and decided to stick together, just like you have joined now." Thomas replied, his voice calm and nostalgic.
