Not interested in learning how to 'live off the land'. I had more than enough of that shit when I was in my navy greens and still learning what end of a gun you point at the 'bad guys'.

[This one's voice is almost a hollow echo, but it's calm and careful--nearly with a sarcastic draw to it.]

Interested in the first one. I'm not a stranger to working in a group--and I'm no stranger to playing bodyguard and working muscle.

So long as the others you find to tag along with you aren't braindead idiots, count me in.

Name's Reaper.