Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200326185554/@comment-25808351-20200404210918

“A fair question. I hired you because you are the sort I don’t have enough of in my employ. Nobles, politicians, landowners, I have plenty of them working with me. Certainly I have plenty of soldiers, servants and spys as well. But they all have particular functions, and I prefer to have the right persons for the right jobs.” Aleric sits back in his chair and crosses his legs.

“For all my political friends, I have few rogues. Thieves, mercenaries, information brokers and hunters. They all have talents I require. Sure I could have a particular unit created to flesh out these needs, but why do that when can call on the best and have what I want immediately for a few extra coins? Whether or not you choose to remain a business partner of mine is up to, but when you see what your payment is I’m sure you will agree it was worth it.” Aleric smiles.

As he finishes his rambling, a knock can be heard on the door. Kelthia walks in, her hips swaying as she moves to Dorian. She sets the tray down and removes the metal covering. The steam rises off the fresh cuts and she pours out a strong beer into a hefty mug.

“The you are Sir. That is the strongest Port from the northern realm of Zahmeria. Do be careful though, I hear it is rather potent.” Kelthia giggles as her hands diligently pour the beer, keeping it from foaming too much.