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[freeformschooler]

Charlotte yawns and rolls over.

: "Morn alreddy? Mmm, guys, stop arguin bout leader. Juss... make Gregor leader... pfffaha."

She goes back to sleep.

[CrimsonEon]

Olison's eyes narrowed at Adrien from atop his horse.

: "No. If I recall correctly; this mission was a prelude to prove that you are ready for the job which was to be assigned to your group before the death of your leader."

Olison looked past Gregor and into the fort.

: "And I assume you have proof of her demise?"

[scapheap]

:"There a char-grilled copse somewhere round back."

[CrimsonEon]

Olison's horse whickered, edging away from the entrance. Olison rubbed the back of it's head.

: "Easy, Steil, easy. I'm not making you go anywhere inside."

Olison dismounted and tied his horse to a nearby fencepost.

: "Show me."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I'll come along as well to verify, of course. If you would be so kind?"

[scapheap]

:"Follow me and hold your nose, the smell is quite strong."

Ami lead the men to a blacken body.

[Taricus]

: "Let me get this straight, we aren't getting paid for removing Arinne from Proxima's lands?

Sterling, get over here right now, you have some explaining to do."

[Sirus]

Gregor gestures to the crispy lump of meat that used to be a person.

: "That'd be the work of our mage. She must have been made of coal or something to go up in flames like that."

[CrimsonEon]

Olison grimaced as he took a close look at the husk.

: "Ergh. I sincerely hope you didn't do this after her death."

Olison craned to a different angle.

: "I suppose if that was a face, it would match. Probably best to look for any documents or other identification. Thoughts, Christopher?"

Olison searches for documents/evidence to the body's identity

[Haspen]

After brushing the charcoal from the armor, Olison could see that it still had the dark purple shade of the armor, unique in this region to no one else than Arinne herself.

But other than that, there was nothing else that could prove her identity.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris toed the body with a boot, prodding various areas and eventually turning it over.

"I do believe this just might be the burned body of a woman, I've seen enough of them to know."

The spy looked over at Olison.

"There's not really much left to identify, but I'll believe them."

He grinned at Gregor.
"Just this once."

[Sirus]

Chris' grin makes Gregor slightly uneasy.

: "Er...thanks."

[CrimsonEon]

Olison rises, looking over to the rest of the group.

: "Fine. In any case you did manage to clear a house of bandits, so that's at least a dozen less troublemakers. Lady Prixima will likely take that as a sign of competence."

Olison glares towards Sterling and Adrien.

: "Figure out which one of you is leader and get your unit prepared, Prixima needs an update by the morrow."

[RedWarrior0]

(Posting to watch.)

[Taricus]

"Well, since she did not pay us at all, you can go tell Prixima that she can shove the next job up her own ass until she pays us for this one. She has to realize that despite the inexperience, were mercenaries, not a bunch of adventurers. That understood?"