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You can see a parchment pinned at the board. It is without signature.


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I'm seeking for the services of a mercenary with adequate experience. I expect good fighting skills, loyality and discretion.

For a good job the payment will be appropriate high.

At the west gate you can find an orcess, who will pass on your message.
((write me a pm))




Ich suche die Dienste eines Söldners mit entsprechender Erfahrung auf diesem Gebiet. Ich erwarte mir gute Kampffähigkeiten, Loyalität und Diskretion.

Für gute Arbeit fällt auch meine Bezahlung dementsprechend hoch aus.

Am Westtor der Stadt findet ihr eine Orkin welche mir eure Nachricht vertraulich übermittelt.
((schreibt mir eine PM.))


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an middle aged man walks through the streets of the town. He looks bedraggled but not dirty. A bit like he was to long on the sea. He has a few knifes on his belt. He smiles a bit, or it seems to be more like a grins.

He reads through the board as he starts to grins broadly. "seems like some work for me" he says. As small boy who stands next to him looks up to the man and smiles.

The man pulls a small rusty old dagger out of his belt und shows it to the boy. "Do you want this? I will give it to you if you look for an female ork on the westgate. Come back if you have found her. " he says.

The boy nods only and started to run towards the westgate.

He didn't talk long to the orc as he starts to go through the westgate in the direction of the forest. He watches the ground carefully. Sometimes he seems to notice something on the ground, in those moments he nods to himself in an agreeingly manner and continues his way. After a while he reaches a large tree, which reminds on a natural barrier,.. a cloaked man stands in the shadow of the the tree and gestures him that it won't be a good idea to come closer

Kylan watches the man approaching from under the hood of his cloak. The shadow of the tree and the cloudy weather prevent the sight on his face.
Thoughtfully he rubs over his chin beard before he points to a tree next to the man. A parchment, pinned with a dagger at the tree, can be find there.
He raises his harsh, though calm voice: "There you find the information you need. Read it and tell me your price."

the other man nods. He walks to the other tree and takes the note. It seems that its not the first time he is doing this. Carefully he reads to the text as he starts laughing. You said you need a adequate experience, and not a child which can hold a sword. For this assignment i should take an extra fee. In a sector which doesn't excuse failures, I am the best. But I am not here to play games. This person isn't worth to be a victim of me. Well, money is money. It doesn't count how you earned it. I will do it for.... say we... 350 copper. He frowns and turns in the direction of the man in the shadow.

Kylan raises his head slowly and his narrow eyes fixes the man.

"You are not supposed for just doing this single job.", he says.
His voice still calm, nearly incurious. "This may be an easy kill, but don't underestimate the situation. If your face is seen once you will never be able to show up in this town again. It's no unknown or unloved person. I offer you 100 coppers for this 'easy' task and the prospect of further and even better paid jobs.

"Fine", Kylan replies, barely impressed by the mans threatening. "150 coppers. I give you two days." He turns slowly, disappearing in the shadows of the forest.

Bah. Two days. Give me two hours.
The man turns as well, playing with a dagger in his hand.