Staying far behind in the crowd Axel watched each of the strangers present themselve and watch Myles little exchange. "Not even my first day and I already like a member of this joint" he thinks before stepping forward. "I guess im next. Names Axel Im good with huge guns, blades, and can be very persuasive if I have to." he says. He walks away and leans against a wall on the inside and tinkers a bit with a slave collar he pulls out of a holster on his left thigh, then drinks half of his nuka-cola before continuing to study and tinker with the slave collar.
For the king, For the king, For the sake of Skyrim. For the Nine, for the hope of High Hrothgar's pass, and for all of Sovngarde; Where the souls sing your song. For the king, For our King, who will guard Hrothgar! Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin, naal ok zin los vahriin, wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal!
Ahrk fin norok paal graan, fod nust hon zindro zaan, Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal!