"A team?" repeated Balfor as he sipped at his lastest mug of ale. His brain was a bit fuzzed and he thought he should ask Rowena for a loaf of bread and some cheese the next time the wench passed by their table. "So, the two of you are together, then?"<br/><br/>He glanced from Lon to Joli and back again. "Teams can be both good and bad when it comes to looking for work, from what I've seen, that is. Haven't ever been on a team until after getting hired on, but I've known a few and they were always going on about how this caravan would hire them both, but wanted one for this and one for that...or that caravan would take them on, but pay them the same wage as what a 'nonteam' hire would get."<br/><br/>"Sounds like you might be good at the forward scout...check the trail ahead and come back to let us know its condidtion, or to go foraging about for things that the caravan master might need or may have forgotten, stuff like that." He pointed towards where the warrior who had been with the merchants had stopped to speak with the mercenaries.<br/><br/>"It's usually pretty obvious what they hire men like that for," Balfor said. "Finding a good hook for folk like us needs a little...*, he smiled at both Lon and Joli, "imagination. I do some hunting and gathering, but my usual place is with the horses or other animals. Just have a knack for it."<br/><br/>"My old Mi-mah says I've been gifted by the Fisher King, himself, but I don't know about all that. Y'know what I mean?"<br/>-----<br/>8-)