He made a noise of dissent at the notion of going to the capital, even he knew about the fact the assassin's guild couldn't seem to maintain a foothold there for some reason, though he had no idea why. "The assassins don't work in the capital proper for some reason. Everyone knows that, so if I want to use my talents to their full potential, that means I stick around here for a while. Besides, the three of us worked together so well together, and I don't want to break up the group before it has to. Even though you haven't left the guild in years, and the guildmaster is too busy with politics to meat with us mere guild members much now.<br/><br/>But anyhow, discovered something I thought you should know about. Small pack of werewolves hunting the roads toward the north eastern trade route. They jumped me last night. Killed the pack leader, and scared a second off. Third one is going to be a bit slow for a couple weeks, I damn near gutted him with my bracer, but the fourth and last one was VERY talkative after I nearly dislocated her shoulder. Found they tried to get into the guild during the last guildmaster's reign, and got laughed out of the guildhouse, and then driven into the wilds. At the tender ages of 12 or so. Told the female and the gutted one, probably a family member, to swing by to apply again. Wondering if I could interest you in taking on a couple apprentices, since them biting you would be amusing, rather than an actual threat."