Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20141005215855/@comment-17114085-20141010153141

(No need to apologize.)

When Eignach and Anja exited the Bunkhouse they saw that all the miners were there, rounded up by the Mercenaries. Near the mercenaries was a man, a Nord. "Is that everyone?" the man asked.

"Yes sir, the only one left inside is this sick woman." Cristus said.

"A sick woman? How sick? Doesn't matter, why isn't she here." The Nord asked.

"She is too sick to even get out of bed. This miner here." Cristus pointed at Eignach. "Said she had Blood Rot. And that she isn't even a worker."

The Nord sighed. "Fine, someone can give her the memo later. Now, I know it is early but I thought it better to wake you up before the whole place comes down on your heads. My name is Balfring Silver-Blood. I run the Silver-Blood Mining Company, you may know my cousin Thonar, he runs the Treasury House and oversees our family's businesses in Markarth. Now, enough introductions. Lets get down to business. You see we've recently bought this Mine and we are going to remodel it. As such everything is being torn down, and you are all being laid off. No need for miners when there isn't a mine for them to work at."

"What?!" one of the miners asked. "You are firing us?!"

"You can't do that!" another miner yelled.

"I am and I can. I own this Mine now, and you all work for me. Or worked, now that I fired you. I request that you leave the premises quickly and without trouble. These hired guards are here to make sure everything goes smoothly, so don't go starting trouble." Balfring said.