Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151220235326/@comment-5543592-20151224010344

"That's the whole of it." The Orc confirmed. "You don't believe me?  Let me explain why you should.  Your camp isn't defended.  It's on flat terrain, with higher dunes around.  The light of your camp fire reveals your position and ruins your lowlight vision.  A squadron of archers could take you all out without any of you knowing.  An effective mercenary group could have you surrounded in a heartbeat.  If I had any intention to attack you, it would not be so elaborate as to draw you away from this place.  So, if you must trust me, trust that if I wanted to kill you, I would already have done so."

"Being mercinaries, I expect that you want payment..." Agatha uttered, not getting ahead of herself.

"Actually, that's what Crim- I mean, 'the Commander' wants to discuss.  He has an interesting proposition for you.  He promises that you won't be disappointed.  If you are, you're aloud to take all our booze."