Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150802210117/@comment-3293219-20150805211315

"I'd stay away from Crypts if I were you, you lady. Places are bound to attract Vampires like bullshit would a fly." A rather deep and calm voice replied as a middle aged Breton man stepped forward, he appeared to be in old steel armour that was slightly corroded and carried a two handed axe.

He had long white hair and was balding, with a bit of stubble on his chin, he was missing an eye as well as it was covered by a patch.

"As for food, we'll manage, we have enough to last us until re-enforcements come, it's only been three days and we have plenty of livestock inside the city walls. If we run out of options, we also have the horses to, though I'm not sure people will be as keen on eatin' them..." The assumed Captain stopped to scratch his whiskers as he noticed that both Agatha and Talin were staring at him quizzically.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to knowing everyone around these parts. I'm Jeb, I guess you can call me the acting Captain of the Shornhelm Guard." He informed them, holding his hand out, which Talin took and shook it quite firmly.

"I'm... T-... Toan, me and my..." He paused, trying to find the right word to describe his sorry band of misfits.

"Companions... Were just passing through on our way to Northpoint." The Imperial lied, turning his attention back to Jeb."

"You mercinaries? I could use more men with military experience, half of my men are greener than the stuff that grows between my toes." The Old Breton smirked.

"Yeah... We're on a tight schedule..." Agatha replied, trying to get out of a job that they didn't want.

"Well, you might want to change your plans, Rivenspire's gone to Oblivion and has been shat back out again." Jeb replied, to the stuborn mage, he didn't really have much patience for snooty accademic types.

"If you're going to stay here, you're going to have to work to earn your keep... We can't have idle hands, that take up our food and beds."