<strong>"What business you have with him is not my own young lady. I already told him if he didn't return what he stole then I would have to fire him."</strong>, The old man speaks, placing the perfume in her grasp.<br/><strong>"Now perfume I can help you with."</strong>, he continues, opening a hand to recieve payment.<br/><hr/>After a walk through the cold, wet streets, Sigmund finds the barracks. Several soldiers stood ready under a porch, looking out into the rainy day. They stop the cleric before he can enter.<br/><strong>"What do you need civilian?"</strong>, spoke one with chainmail armor. From the looks of him he had orc blood in his veins.