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[Sirus]

: "Very well then, I don't think there's anything else."

Gregor saluted and walked out of the room.

Go find Captain Marpa

[Praefectus Screptum]

Tantallos nodded to Olison and gave a brief bow to Prixima before stepping away.

[Haspen]

@Gregor: Captain Marpa wasn't at her office. She wasn't in her troops' dining hall either. She was, however, outside, her soldiers saddling the horses and tying supply bags to their sides. Marpa was on the side, arguing with no one else than Aaron, with some young, armor-clad man behind the latter.

"I told you, Aaron, I won't be taking Alexander with me. He is a damned armour knight, not a cavalier. He will crush the horse under him!"

"You're exaggerating, Marpa. Torres wears full armor and his horse doesn't even budge." Marpa sighed and rubbed her face with her left hand, before pinching her nose for a second.

"But Torres' horse was bred for carrying knights. Besidies, Alexander is not even in my troops. You know that I don't like newcomers, even if they're your soldiers." Aaron was going to respond, but then he noticed Gregor, and the rest of the mercenary group, behind him.

"It's you, guys? You need something from me?"

Guess who is in; yes, Alexander Jorinn!

[Sirus]

: "Actually, I needed to speak to Captain Marpa. Lady Prixima has ordered us to go to the Temple of the Scriptures in Fezzan, and she wants us to go with Marpa's riders."

He paused.

: "Also, I don't suppose either of you have a spare healing staff? Ami's is almost broken, and I forgot to ask Lady Prixima for one."

[Haspen]

"I won't be spoken-"

"Excellent! Thanks for reminding me, Gregor. I forgot to tell you, dear, that Alexander was supposed to go with those mercenaries! How could I have forgotten that slight detail." A wide grin appeared on Aaron's face. Marpa, on other hand, squinted eyes at her husband, turned pale, then red, and walked toward her riders, grumbling under her nose.

"Unfortunately, you know that magic is rare amongst our troops and we don't spare magical items to outsiders. Let me... where I had it..." Aaron searched his armor and pulled out a small coinpurse, which looked miserably empty. He put it in Gregor's hand.

"I doubt it's enough to buy you a healing staff, but who knows. You might find some merchant selling staves cheaply. Now, will you take Alexander with you? Considering Adrien is dead, you need someone with good armour and strong hand."

Gregor gets 110 gold!

[Sirus]

: "You mean Sir Jorinn? Sure, I suppose he could come with us. Do you think he'll get along with the rest of the group?"

[Haspen]

"I never saw him having problems sociaalizing with other soldiers. I think--"

"Hey, mercenaries!" Marpa interrupted from the top of her horse. Her cavaliers, twenty in total, were on their horses; the entire unit was ready to go.

"I won't be waiting endlessly until you get yer arses on the horses!" She looked irritiated, but her face was back to paleness. Aaron chuckled and saluted curtly to Gregor, and then he moved off towards the keep.

[Powder Miner]

Alexander mostly remained silent, though with what could be described as a sighing expression throughout the conversation- up until the point where he was suddenly shoved into a mercenary group. Taking a moment to adjust before deliberately speaking:
: "...Well. I suppose that means a change. ...And I don't believe I'll pick any fights, von Hexham. ...And you're a mercenary now? Did I miss somethi- ... alright. Moving, then."

[Sirus]

Gregor saluted Marpa.

: "Apologies, Captain! We'll be ready to leave momentarily!"

He checked his bag, but it didn't look like he needed anything for this trip.

Alexander mostly remained silent, though with what could be described as a sighing expression throughout the conversation- up until the point where he was suddenly shoved into a mercenary group. Taking a moment to adjust before deliberately speaking:
: "...Well. I suppose that means a change. ...And I don't believe I'll pick any fights, von Hexham. ...And you're a mercenary now? Did I miss somethi- ... alright. Moving, then."

: "It's good to see you again, Sir Jorinn. And no, I'm not a mercenary...it's complicated. I'll explain it all and introduce you to everyone on the road."

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Oh... so we are leaving? Good.. maybe I can learn something there, hopefully Eon's little friends will buy our story and let us get there without getting into some insane fight."

[Powder Miner]

:"Complicated things, the best kind... Ah well, nothing to be done about it... so what exactly will I be doing?"

[Sirus]

: "We're on a special assignment from Lady Prixima herself, hunting for something called the Dragonstone. Right now, her best guess is that it's in a temple in Fezzan. Assuming we can't avoid a fight, you'll be doing what knights do best I suppose."

[Powder Miner]

Alexander nodded, understanding.
:"Alright."

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Time for introductions I think? I am Tantallos Forsaken, from the Forsaken family, as you can see I am a shaman."

He looked at Gregor for a moment and shook his head.

"Lets hope at least this time we can get it done without a fight. I have some hopes on that."

[Powder Miner]

:"Nice to meet you, Tantallos. I am Sir Alexander of the Jorinn family."