Marc
*Sivne would wander the markets of the south mentian capital. She was out of armour but kept her sword on her hip, just wearing her more traditional clothes from back home. She was currently picking up some rope and climbing spikes.*
Jimmie
*A white cloak didn't stand out much in the city streets. Neither did white hair and golden eyes; there were plenty of other races here as well. However, the massive arbalest stuck out like a sore thumb.*

*Livio munched on a nectarine, the golden nectar glistening in the gilded rays of sun. His hood was off, partially cloaking the massive weapon on his back. His purpose in the town market was... Unknown. Purchasing items, services, looking around... Many things interested him, but would be too difficult to maintain in his adventures.*

*And then he saw the other, inconspicuous figure in the town square, which he waved to.*

"Sivne!"
Marc
*She most definately stood out in the crowd. Even by brayer standards she was huge. Her head quickly craned over to where she heard her name being called, spotting Livio. She gave a nod, finished paying for her rope and trotted over to him. She let out a grunt before speaking.*

"Mmh. Suppose I shouldn't be surprised seeing you here. How's it going?" *She asked as she shoved the climbing gear into her backpack, greeting him in a slightly more friendly way than she greets most people.*
Jimmie
*Continuing to walk until he was standing next to the brayer, Livio looked up at the massive woman. A lot taller, even more so than Sonja was. He smiled, and his hand twitched up to give her a pat; but they were in the town square market, not back at the inn. Not the best place to do so.*

"Just looking around, looking for something to do before night falls."

*A crunch of the nectarine, and a small droplet of juice splashed onto his cheek.*

"You're buying climbing gear? Going for a mountain?"
Marc
"Up a castle wall more like. Signed a contract with the governnent here, we'll be marching off to war soon on a short contract." *She moved over to a wall and leaned back against it, crossing her arms.* "We're all sat in the inn here, I was planning on doing something too, hate being sat around all night."
Jimmie
"...A *What*"

*A castle wall. He had a spell that could easily take care of most walls. Plus, he loved nighttime assaults; the best time to scale a castle wall. But it was a government contract; and Livio did not like the government.*

"Hopefully it goes well with the government. Just... Exactly *Who* Are you attacking?"
Marc
*She gave a shug.* "Don't know, doesn't matter to me much. You found any work yet?" *She asked, putting her hand against the nearest wall and leaning on it.*
Jimmie
*Didn't matter? Of course it mattered. Well, to Livio at least. That was the good part about being a private force; he could simply say no to whoever he didn't trust. He definitely did not trust the government.*

"A couple targets. Still trying to see which one I want to take. Why a contract from the government, just curious."
Marc
"We haven't changed clients since our group got together, they've just upgraded us from killing goblins to killing humans." *She gave a shrug.* "How much do you charge anyway?"
Jimmie
"Decent bit, depending on the target. I'm able to negotiate about 6 to 8 thousand a hit. Not per person. Sometimes I take out pairs. Or groups of beasts, though those tend to be a little higher end."

*So, from beasts to humans? Armed, from the sound of it. Definitely dangerous prey, and Livio wondered how Sivne was going to sneak on them, if any.*

"Well, I hope you have a good plan. I've scaled one back in my army days. Hard to infiltrate, even for someone who wears no armor."
Marc
"I'm a good climber. And once i'm in, good luck trying to kill me." *She said with a smirk.* "Me and the others took a job a few days ago, ended up fighting off a bunch of knights and crossbows. The idiot let me just walk up to him and knock him off his horse, and they all couldn't lance me. I don't think a couple of garrison boys could take me out."
Jimmie
"That's fair."

*Livio wondered if he should help. After all, he didn't need climbing equipment to scale walls. Eh, Sivne and the crew should be able to handle it.*

"I will say, the standard issue troop is not the smartest. I was with them. Going to be honest now, I think you guys got this."

*Livio gave the minotaur a small pat on the shoulder, for reasons unknown.*
Marc
*She was probably hard to reach, but she didn't seem to mind.* "Mmmhm. Want to go for a drink or something? I've got nothing better to do." *She said with a grunt.*
Jimmie
"Sure, why not?"

*Livio associated drinking with two things. Women and celebration. He only really celebrated after a nice kill or campaign, of course.*

"Any good spots around here? You know the area better than I do."
Marc
"We're staying at an inn, it's on the quiet side but the drinks are good." *She gave a nod and went to trot off in that direction, ideally with him in tow. It was only a short walk away, once inside she found her usual table and sat down, setting her bag down next to her chair.*
Jimmie
"Oh, back at the inn?"

*Livio easily kept pace with Sivne, though he had trouble adjusting his large crossbow to fit next to his chair. He didn't want to advertise that it could transform nor that it could be turned into a darter of all things.*

"So, what's your preferred drink?"
Marc
"Whatever they serve locally, as long as it's not shit." *She shrugged with a smirk.* "Beer or ale, i'm not fussy. How about you?" *She glanced over to the bartender, having her order ready but waiting to hear what he liked.*
Jimmie
"Hm, I'll go for a beer. Something light today. What kind of alcohol can they mess up so bad you call it shit?"

*Livio raised his hand to call over the bartender.*

"Two beers, please."
Marc
*She nodded and took out her money to pay for her own drink, paying for it when it arrived and taking a swig.* "Mmh.. So how'd you meet the other two anyway?" *She said in reference to him knowing them in their last meeting.*
Jimmie
"Oh, that."

*Livio took out his own payment before stretching his arms.*

"Carlyn I met in Mentia. It was at a farmer's market, and she was able to sell me a dagger and axe. I met Sonja in the forest. I was roasting a boar I had caught, and I guess the smell attracted her. I held her at darter point, but found out soon enough that she was friendly. We talked, ate, and then she left. Never would I have figured out that those two would be working together in a company."
Marc
"Mmh. I met them both when we were signing up for a job back in that one village. Small world, I suppose." *She took another swig of her beer.* "Me and Sonja were thinking of heading north once our contract's up, there's some slavers who've got her friends she says, planning on going off to liberate them. Want in?"
Jimmie
"It's... Yeah. Definitely tiny for all of us to end up like this."

*Livio lied. Part of him longed to go back to Upper Mentia and find Sylvia. Apologize. He knew the world was vast, and it was unlikely he would find her again, even if he did return.*

"Slavers? I'm in if the pay's good. What's the employer like?"
Marc
"No employer, this one's personal for Sonja. They're slavers, so i'm expecting plenty of money there. Since i volunteered i'm not taking my share of the loot." *She gave a nod and drank more.*
Marie
Livio: "Oh, so a raid? Not taking any loot? Why not? I'm sure there's going to be a lot. Count me in."

*Livio took a long sip. Sonja had expressed her hatred for Upper Mentian nobility and slavers before. If it was personal, Livio was more than willing to help.*

"Any details? Or just going in and shooting things?"
Vincent
*Sivne gave a nod and leaned forward, resting her elbow on the table.* "I've got a map, we know roughly where to start looking and Sonja should be able to identify them. Plan is to track them down and just kill 'em, interrogate them if we don't find who we're looking for."
Marie
*Livio smiled. That was his kind of work. While he hadn't had that much experience with interrogation, he had certainly heard of some nasty tactics used in order to extract information.*

"Sounds like a plan then. When do we go up?"
Vincent
"Got to talk to the others first, and we've still got that contract we already signed. Once that's done we'll be moving." *She nodded and drank some more beer.* "I'll be doing the talking, as usual. You and the others can hang back in a bush and wait for me to start the killing, figured that's your style."
Jimmie
"Alright, so plenty of time to prepare. It'd be best if we could get some good cover. Trees are good. Snow is better."

*The sniper took a large sip, still facing forward though. The beer was indeed quite good; high quality, unlike some others he had been unfortunate enough to have.*

"Is it the whole gang?"
Marc
"Me and the other three, still need to talk to Ildi and Carlyn about it. It's Sonja's thing though." *She gave a nod.* "Don't know how many there'll be, doubt it'll be a problem."