A horse sounds like a good thing to have.
Get to know Skafia a bit more, Tazamir hasn't really had many friends in life most likely. Maybe the old war vet needs to open up and talk himself. Travelling companions should always know more about one another.
It's a long walk nearest good sized town, so to pass the time you talk to Skafia trying to get to know her a bit better.
"So Skafia do you um have some one in your life?" you ask.
"You mean do i have a man or a sweet wife waiting for my return? No not now.
Why you have some?"
"No.. there was a man once, Henrig No we weren't not like that, the two of us where like brothers, we where both so young an strong.. God's we craved path in blood back then.
Then where been the women, big, tall, fat, short, thin, pale as alabaster an dark as night.. i've had a lot of women...
But no i've never had a wife not really."
"So you don't have much of family then?" she asks.
"No, well a sister an two uncles at last count. Mind you that was years ago, they could be knee high sprogs by now.
Have You go any?"
"Ah well you see i was raised from birth in a monastery by an order warrior monks... -She grins- No i have a brother an two sisters.
But the whole raised in a monastery by warrior monks line does get me out of a lot of questions."
"So that is what you told the men you um "Occupied" last night." you gin.
"No, i can't i'm a sworn warrior nun of where ever an then ask them to both well lets say get "Occupied" with me, can i?
People tend to like there holy warriors chase."
"But for afterwards "just send the letter to the monastery of where ever.." must help alot right? that has to be some good?"
"More then you know, Tazamir you ever had a doe eyed lad follow you around every where just because you have a sword an breasts that your the best thing since bead?"
"Well once there was this lad, But Henrig cooked him a "Warrior" stew, a sheep's organ meats in beetroot, the lungs stuffed with blue cheese an pan fried.
Quite a nice meal actually but it didn't half turn him green i can tell you...."
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You reach the town as night falls.
You pay for a meal an bed in a reasonable inn, and next morning head to the horse market.
You spend a good while looking around the courtyards at the horseflesh on offer, but in the end you settle on a chestnut stallion of 16 hands.
After paying for it to be stabled an the cost of a saddle, bridle, new shoes you head back to the inn for a strong drink an to consider the damage done to your fiances.
Skafia is smiling as she enters with the noon rush.
"There you Tazamir, you should see what i've got." she holds up a cloth bundle.
Out the back on the inn, She grins drawing a longsword from the bundle, it's a big sword, straight sided, triangle point an razor-sharp on both edges.
She spins the curved hand guard and disc pommel around in her hands.
"Oh that is a nice one Skafia." you comment.
"I know an it came with this belt too. " she states passing you the sword for a closer look.
The belt is fancy, a triangular silver buckle with pronged conners, file detailed straights.
A second belt hang over her left hip, holding the sword in place, the twin silver buckle plates are set with amber.
With the bronze the fittings covering the belts, you can see why she's so happy.
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Jobs
A) Temple guard, a wave of regusi unrest has rocked the city of the last few days so the local priests are now hireing guards to keep there temples safe
B) Bounty hunting, the mayor has placed a large number of small bounty on the local out laws
C) A few local caravan are looking for more guards due to the risk of bandits.
D) Aquilonia is torn in a civil war, on one side is mix of lords an merchants, and on the other the it's rightful would be queen Avelot and her husband's deep pockets.
Description : Grizzled old veteran, stocky and broad shouldered with a permanent frown on his tired face. Scars adorn his face and arms. Wears scuffed plain clothes, his shins and legs are protected with sun faded an tattered breeches. Tazamir had grey eyes, and a silvery mane of long hair with a bushy beard.
Gender: Man
Equipment:
Weapon: War axe
A stout war axe with spiralling inlaid silver bands, a sharp axe blade and short pyramid shaped hammer face on the rear.
Mounts: A chestnut stallion of 16 hands
Description : Pale with long black hair plated tight an braided with silver rings, her hazel eyes and that scar running down the left of her brow above her left eye, an down to a twisted lip below.
Gender: Woman
Equipment:
Weapon: Longsword
Knife
Armour: Brigantine, a once cream coloured brigantine that's now stained a ripped in places.