It made sense to get behind their lines since Tanesha guessed that none of them were trained to fight in a shield wall. A shield wall was how most of Tamriel fought; where two armies lined up their shields and crashed against one another. She had watched such a battle and discovered it was a bloody, thankless way to fight. Men often claimed you weren't a warrior until you endured a shield wall but Tanesha would often shrug off those remarks as foolish. A warrior wasn't a set of experiences. To Tanesha a warrior was a way of living. To live and die on the whim of a blade. That was the true warrior creed.<br/><br/>"You can consider me hired as well." said Tanesha with a nod. They could wreck all sorts of havoc amongst the Stormcloak supply lines. Not to mention their raiding could yield riches and supplies for their own use. What profit they made from that could add to Ilya's wage and the Jarl's reward. Greed wasn't something that often guided Tanesha's actions but she needed the coin to survive this strange land and fund future travels. Tamriel had stranger lands to explore and she had no desire to starve to death. Nor did she want to steal to feed herself. Gold was the only alternative and if this Argonian wanted escort for gold so that more cold could be earned then why not? Escort contracts were usually paranoid nobles worried for their safety and thus Tanesha was more than happy to take their gold for the feeling of security.<br/><br/>"If the rest of the pay is in this...Winterhold of yours...I suppose we can escort you to there. However I would say it would be after we help disable the Stormcloaks ability to command their troops. Of course any plunder we find could make up for the loss of the Jarl's coin." she mused to her new comrades. "Of course we agree to split the findings between us. What about you Marven? Do you wish to join our quest for plunder and escorting?"