Before everyone goes their separate ways, Kurst and Rodrik Grath approach you.<br/><br/>"Good show!" proclaims Rodrik with a hearth laugh and an honest smile, "that's what we need more of around the the town! People's spirits can't survive if we are a down and dower lot all the time."<br/><br/>"What my twin is trying to say," interjects Kurst softly, "is that we'd like you to join the militia. We are always in need of new recruits and contrary to popular stereotype, spirit matters much more than brawn."<br/><br/>"Oh, I was getting there young and crusty," jabs Rodrik playfully. Kurst rolls his eyes and grins sheepishly.<br/><br/>"So how about it?" asks Rodrik. "I don't want to dampen your evening by talking business, but will you at least think about it and let us know in the morning?"