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[Haspen]

~~Intermission: Change of Plans~~

Gregor and his two friends moved south, to the royal city of Garnes, with intention to join the Royal Guard.

They weren't allowed in.

But, they weren't thrown out either - Luxor Caspar, the Aide of the Chief Advisor to the King, Guben Flaux, gave the trio a courier mission. Before they set out, the court allowed them to stay in the lavish quarters, filled with silks.

The courier mission brought them to a noble by name of Valard Skirenden. Upon arrival at his estate, Baron Valard took care of his guests and then sent them with another mission.

You can see how that went. Unfortunately, mission after mission, the four travelers moved away from the cozy and wealthy Gares and the courtsmen, and in the end, their last job was this:

'Find an escapee wolf and bring it back to the circus owner'. They performed the job without any problems, besides the fact that the wolf took a liking to Alexander's face.

Now, they're in the small farming settlement of Tigue, at its local inn - The Prancing Hedgehog.

All in all, four months have passed since they've left Kesselring. Summer turned into autumn, and the cold winds announced that winter is just weeks away...

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The auburn-haired girl, daughter of the circus owner, bowed gently and left the inn. The heavy sack of coins laid lazily in front of Gregor. The few other customers, mostly drunks and farmers, gave no attention to the mercenaries.

Gregor got 1000 gold!

His companions were sitting at his side; Charlotte, Alexander, and Anja as well, the trader merchant gypsy girl decided to stick with the others for a while longer.

"Like I said before - I don't need my share at all. I have enough feed for my horses, and trust me, I've spend enough money on my hair already. Besides, even with those bought supplies, I'm still fine, really." Anja smiled at Gregor, and then leaned in her chair, taking a sip of the wine from the mug, just as one more customer entered the inn - with his rather elegant looks and long cape, he was propably a traveling mage, a scholarly noble or someone else of that kind.

Gregor von Hexham, Charlotte Braxis and Alexander Jorinn are in!

NPC: Anja the Gypsy is in!

Storage have been changed!

[Sirus]

Gregor took the money with a sigh and divided it out; 500 each for Charlotte and Alexander.

[freeformschooler]

: "The gods have a sense of humor. We left to become royal guards instead of scrounging up money like an adventuring group. Now we're scrounging up money like an adventuring group."

Charlotte sighed and drank a sip of her mead. She turned to Alexander.

: "I'm surprised either you or Anja didn't split by now, Sir Jorinn. This surely can't be the kind of work you're used to. And after that fell beast tried to rearrange your face..."

She then turned back to Gregor.

: "Still, though, I think we should celebrate finishing the job - BARKEEP! ANOTHER FOUR ROUNDS! - perhaps by getting knocked off our rockers. Gosh, I've never tried mead before. It's awful, but this feeling is great!"

[Haspen]

"That wolf just wanted to play with Alexander. And I didn't know you're such heavy drinker, Charlotte! Enjoy your alcohol, don't get smashed with it." Anja took another sip of her wine, eyeing Charlotte from above the mug.

[Powder Miner]

As the months had gone by, Alexander had become more and more willing to live out this style of life.
: "Well, it's work, and I was hardly going to leave a second noble's service.
...and besides I was fine once I got the shield between it and my face."

[Haspen]

"Excuse me..." A voice called from behind Gregor's back.

"..." The elegant man who went inside the inn few minutes ago was now standing over Gregor and was rudely staring at his face with utmost interest.

[Sirus]

Gregor watched Charlotte carefully. He wasn't sure how well she could hold her alcohol, and he didn't want her to get sick from overdoing it.
Still...this was as good a reason to celebrate as any. After the Royal Guard thing fell through, morale in the group had been fairly low. Earning some extra money was never a bad thigh, even if it did mean wolf bites.

"Excuse me..." A voice called from behind Gregor's back.

"..." The elegant man who went inside the inn few minutes ago was now standing over Gregor and was rudely staring at his face with utmost interest.

"Um, yes? Did you need something?"

[Haspen]

The man kept staring for few more seconds, before nodding.

"You are Gregor von Hexham, aren't you." He spoke quietly, staring right at Gregor.

[Sirus]

"That didn't sound like a question. Who are you?"

Gregor tensed, in case the man tried to attack him.

[Haspen]

"I'm Dag, traveling mage and a mercenary of sorts. We have to talk." He replied to the query, then looked around, before leaning in closer to Gregor.

"In private."

[freeformschooler]

: "Greggo goin somewhar? Okidokey."

Three out of the four cups mysteriously disappeared by the time Charlotte said this.

"That wolf just wanted to play with Alexander. And I didn't know you're such heavy drinker, Charlotte! Enjoy your alcohol, don't get smashed with it." Anja took another sip of her wine, eyeing Charlotte from above the mug.

: "Ohhh yeou juss sayinn that. Imm notta hevvydrinker. Common annaja less get drunkk an fall ashleep somewere."

Everything Charlotte said made complete sense to her, but her face was all red at this point.

[Sirus]

Gregor was about to respond, but Charlotte's increasingly slurred speech cut him off.
"Charlotte, are you sure you're alright? It might be time to call it a night."

[Haspen]

Anja looked at Charlotte, then at Gregor.

"Maybe I will drag her off to the wagon or a room, if you guys are going to rent one?" The man behind Gregor patiently waited for reply in the meanwhile.

[Sirus]

Gregor reached for his bag, pulled out 30 gold, and handed them to Anja.
"Here. Take these, get a room for the night. Make sure she gets some sleep. Please."

He turned back to the new arrival.
"So what's so important that it can't be discussed in front of my friends? It better be good if you want me to go talk to you without Alexander here around."

[Haspen]

"Arright!" Anja took the money and then lifted Charlotte from the chair, and dragged her off to a bedroom.

Dag looked after the ladies before they went away, and then sat down at the Gregor's table. He reached into his robes, and pulled out three pieces of papers of roughly the same size.

"You might want to read them." The mage explained, and Gregor could see what was on the first paper:

WANTED: Dag, the mage and trickster

Price: 1500 gold

Commited crimes: Assault on a maid from Fortress Kesselring, multiple thefts, death threats toward Countess Prixima Kesselring.