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[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris pushed open the door, went to the bed, and reached under it. As expected, there was a slender wooden box. He took the leather packet of picks out of it and replaced the box under the bed.

"And that's that. A pity he wasn't in."

He went to meet up with the main group of mercenaries.

"Hello again. It looks like I've been asked to accompany you."

He shrugged and closed his eyes, grin still wide as he shook his head as if in disbelief.

"It seems as if you'll just have to get used to me."

[scapheap]

Ami give a smile
:"I sure we'll get along fine."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris nodded to Ami.

"You're the healer, right? I'm sure we'll probably be seeing each other a lot on this mission. Things are going to be dangerous."

[Taricus]

: "You do your job well, and I'll see no reason why I cannot appreciate your talents. I may not not why they are, arpart from the snarking. But I'm sure they'll be useful."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"My talents... That remains to be seen, doesn't it?"

[CrimsonEon]

Olison appeared round a corner of the castle walls.

: "Ah, there you all are."

Olison made his way to the group, and on stopping saluted Aaron.

: "Preparations are complete, sir. Standard equipment and provisions for a week's travel between Hexham, Shields and myself. Is there anything more I should have ready before we depart?"

[scapheap]

:"You have an a-club?"

[Haspen]

"I don't think there's anything else you could take. And by Prixima's orders, I can only supply people from the Fortress who are coming with your mercenary band, so that's Olison, Christopher and Gregor."

[CrimsonEon]

Olison made a short bow to Aaron.

: "Very well, sir. Hopefully the prices at Vilino won't leave them too impoverished."

Immediately Olison's gaze shot to Adrien

: "I understand that I will be assisting your force in this assignment. Do make sure everyone's talents are used fully."

[Sirus]

: "Um. Could you wait for me to run down to the warehouse for an Iron Lance and a vulnerary? I'm afraid I would be less than helpful in the next battle without them."

[Haspen]

"I don't think they would mind. Now, I have something else to do. Good luck on your quest."

Saying these words, Aaron turned on his feet and marched away.

[Sirus]

Gregor goes and does exactly that, trading in his Slim Lance as he does so.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Well, Aaron seems to be acting especially stuffy today."

He nodded to Olison.

"No offense but I think this time I'll ride second with the healer. I quite like her horse."

[freeformschooler]

: "Our weapons surely have worn down by now. I wonder where I could get a replacement or at least backup option for my iron bow."

[CrimsonEon]

Olison shrugged.

: "The stuffiness is just part of the job, I know I wouldn't take managing an entire castle's goings lightly."

Olison raised an eyebrow.

: "And what is with that horse? Honestly, everyone's going on about it, even Steil is acting so timid and callous around him. But I swear I could name at least five horses that look just like him."

Olison turned to Charlotte.

: "The smith in Vilino is a versatile fellow, he should have weapons for each of you."