Dagnabet eyed the scholar and nodded slowly, "Ye'll understand that tis meown party, ye'll follow me commands an' if'n ye... any o' ye... gets anyone kilt, I's kills ye meself."<br/><br/>He pushed the plate aside and wiped his hands on his tunic, "aye, if'n a idgit falls fer yer arse, tis all he be deservin' fer it."<br/><br/>He pulled a scroll from inside of his tunic and unroll it on the table, securing the corners with mugs. "Yer mark is required here." he said, pointing to the bottom. "Tis a document that tells the court what we's means ta do, who's acommin' an' that we be goin' as an organized party. If ye canay put yer name here, yer stayin' here."<br/><br/>He grinned then, Tis also tellin' the term o' any treasure gathered. Each o' ye get a full share, or yer share goes ta yer next o' kin. When the city be cleared, ye'll each have a position under meself in the new kingdom an' we'll send fer our kin ta fill it."