Good evening Budehuc

[trueltning_fury]

[There's a tall man clad all in leather walking through the gate, hiking alone with a pack slung over his back. It's like he knows exactly where he is, exactly what he wants, and doesn't mind whether or not he attracts any attention.

At least, until he has a glance around to see what's changed recently.]

...please tell me the tavern is still open.

Comments

[trueltning_fury]

No, I'm not here for the guild or anything. I'm between missions with the Defense Force and felt a need to get some fresh grasslands air.

[fierce_marauder]

I see. So you're taking a sort of holiday from your unit? I mean, I'm assuming being a captain you've got a crew of your own.

[trueltning_fury]

Of a sort. The 12th is a small group of five subordinates, under me. When there isn't work enough to go around for the entire defense force, we're free to pursue our own interests until we get called back.

[fierce_marauder]

That is one convenient-sounding lifestyle. Heck, I know I wanna' launch myself off the ship sometimes when we're sailing for weeks at a time.

[trueltning_fury]

More like, the Harmonian regional army doesn't want a bunch of mercenaries hanging around Caleria drinking up all the booze.

what I WAS SO CERTAIN I REPLIED TO THIS ;;;;

[fierce_marauder]

Heh, lucky we stock up enough booze to last on our ship, then.

Heck, lucky this place seems to stock up enough booze. It's a pretty quiet castle.

patpat

[trueltning_fury]

The tavern here has never let me down. [as he tips his tankard, a sort of toast]