<div class="floatright">(http://i37.tinypic.com/11vigx4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Once they were inside of his office, Rengard sat down at a desk. The false leg constricted in a strange way as he sad, but it bent eventually. He let out a sigh and looked over all of the faces present. <strong>"As I said before, my apologies for keeping you waiting."</strong> He lifted a pipe from the side of his desk and stuck it into his mouth. <br/><br/>With a smile he leaned down on the desk and then said, <strong>"The work that I've gotten for you, at least this first little job is something of a trial thing...no doubt you've heard of The Burning Plague? Well there's been an out break 2 weeks north in Bushwyn and the medicine needs to get from here to there without incident. You'll be going along, we'll make sure to give you some of the drug so you don't get sick and all, but the folk up there would be very happy to see the medicine and the Abbey to the south will be glad to see their stock got there without getting grabbed up by wandering bands of undead or Goblins."</strong><br/><br/>He puffed the pipe, speaking around it this time, <strong>"Payment will be 800 gold...a piece, I trust that's enough?"</strong></span><br/><br/>