"Frien?-" Before Sioux could even finish her word, a loud thump came from the front gate.

"Ah, that must be them." Rima said, as she proceeded to walking out of the cafeteria.

Sharing a curious glance amongst each other, we followed.

Once at the courtyard, Rima stopped in her tracks, and the rest of us followed her example.

"Ansel," Rima said casually. "Would you kindly open the gate please?" Rima gestured.

"Understood." Ansel gave a small nod, before running off and lifting up the padlock.

A moment later the gate opened outward, revealing a set of figures.

"We saw the poster this morning, this is the right place right?" One of the figure asked.

"Correct, this is the right place." Rima stepped in and answered. "Would you all mind a simple introduction of yourselves?"

The 4 unexpected guests looked at one another for a moment, then the guy who previously spoke went first:

"4chanwarrior, knight. Or just call me 4chan, since it's basically my life." 4chan said proudly.

"Azareleon, assassin. Proud comrade of Soviet Republic II." Said the 2nd figure.

The 3rd figure wore a dark hood from top to bottom, which made me wonder how he was able to survive under this sun:

"Magincanles. Arcane Mage." He said a low deep voice, while his face remained completely hidden under his hood.

The 4th figure was a real surprise, unlike the previous 3, he wasn't even human, rather...Troll? He stood about 7ft tall, his skin was a mossy shade of yellow. His eyes were like 2 tiny amber rocks too tiny for its sockets, and on the top of his trollish face spouted a pair of tiny ram like horns.

"Le bifteck." He said with a deep slobby voice. "Class troll, profession...Troll." He crossed his arms in a grumpy manner.

Dafuq? Troll is a class?

"Wait, are those your..."

"No, they are the mercenary I hired this morning." Rima cut Sioux off.

"Then-"

"Oh dodo..." a new voice cut of Sioux. "I was here the whole time." The owner of the voice said, as he swung his leg back and forth on the fortress wall.

"When?" Eziel said, with a hint of surprise in his voice.

"The whole time..." the new figure said slyly. "Like I said." He jumped off from the wall, and landed on the ground light as a feather.

"Sorry for entering through the door, but I suppose my introductions will make up for it." He said with a uncanny scythe like smile: "You can call me Slyhand, guild leader of the crimson reapers at your service." He bowed to us in general.

Oh boy it's getting crowded in here...

"It's good to see you old friend." Sly hand gave a curt nod to Rima.

"Same to you old friend." Rima smiled back.

"You said there was others, are those all?" Sly hand scanned around the place.

"No, they are still coming..."

Q: If you can choose human as your race in a RPG game, would race would you choose?