<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">As far as Gabriel can tell, the man tells the truth but yet he's leaving something out, he's obviously hesitating at some points. Figure it ought to be pretty easy t o figure out, the roll is not bad at all.</div></div><br/>The man took a breath looking away a moment then looking at him. "Well ah, I used to be a sort of guard at a business. Throw out people that were looking to cause trouble. I was not really that concerned about what they did wrong, just that I was respected. My arm was firm and I could toss a man bigger than me if needed, but I also had a club to use as needed." He smiled a bit awkwardly.<br/><br/>"I went from private guard to military since the guy got into some, ahh, trouble when the guild thing came up. With so many changes at once, he had trouble with the market and had to go, uhm, away for a while." He nod his head a bit. "And I was born in the town, to a carpenter father. Just I didn't like crafting stuff from wood all day, so I got into practicing my strength some, and found ladies love a bit of muscle, but also a man with money, so I thought enlisting would eventually pay off, either saving coin I got by no taxes or paying later on literally. I also think that if war happens, it will touch everyone. Even hiding in town as civilian wont help if what they said in tavern is true. That the enemy is burning villages as they come." He grimaced.<br/><br/>"I'd rather fight than be burnt alive."