Thread: Sword and Sorcery (Aldir, Dals Way)

Leann nodded, having come to the same concerns as Anya had though they were rather eclipsed by the sheer amount of money offered to them. Still, the sorceress disliked the possibility that they could very well be set up in this scenario as the reward seemed almost a little too good to be true. Fortunately there were two sides to this, which presented a lovely chance to learn a bit more as to the why of the removal itself. It was a bit messy really, but the sorceress figured that they had already gotten their hands dirty by this point in their lives. What was a little more blood? It might avail us to take one alive at least, if not to sell then to interrogate. Our employer might not wish to speak of whatever this is really about, but we might very well get one of the rebel songbirds to sing. Best to cover all angles so we dont end up with daggers in our backs by the end of this job. Leann stated, casting a look to where the man stood a small distance away. The sorceress chuckled at her companions little short coming, a more light hearted chuckle than a spitefully mocking one. Leann was in high spirits with this reward offered to them her previous irritation had all but vanished entirely. If there was one thing that was assured to make the sorceress happy, it was shiny golden things in great amounts. The woman was certainly worldly, comfort was something six months of travel had caused her to value very highly. This shadowy patron, if he made good on his promise, would quickly become her new favorite person. Not an issue at all, fairest and dearest Anya, after this youll be able to hire your own scribe to follow you around. The woman said in response, giggling a bit before turning her attention to their employers representative. I think weve made our decision, sir, if you have a quill and ink with you Ill sign for the both of us. Leann stated, waving over the man who quickly produced the items. The sorceress dipped the quill in ink and started on her own signature, her handwriting overly embellished but legible as her own. Below that she signed Anyas name and with that it was done and the contract was accepted. The man took it back, nodding at the signatures and to both women as he produced a coin pouch and placed it on the table. Leann blinked at the fat and jingling thing before shooting a glance up to the man who merely shrugged as he readied himself to leave. Your advance. Fifty gold pieces. I suggest the Dipping Swan myself if you are looking for lodgings, they might well be full up though so take that recommendation with a grain of salt. I shall be here for the next week or so awaiting news of your success, upon which you will be delivered the full sum of your reward. Good night, ladies. The man said before departing, leaving the pair to their own devices. Well now, our employer seems to possess quite the estate if he can afford to throw money around like this to common sell swords. Might avail us during aforementioned possible interrogation to learn who exactly he is, Anya. Try to hold back when you can, Ill do the same. The sorceress commented. In any event, shall we be off to this establishment? Or did you want to try your chances at getting thrown out of here after drinking yourself into a stupor? Leann inquired.