(Sound of a lot of people talking at the same time)
After an hour long chaotic deliberation, it seems that the gang has come to a consensus that the hostage exchange needs to happen.
"I suppose we can decide where we go from there once we see what type of tasks they have us do," says Harry.
The day of the hostage exchange you arrive at the scene with a group of twelve gang members, not too much to seem threatening, but not too little as to be defenseless.
You arrive at the abandoned chapel to see the missing members of your gang lined up in a line with their hands tied behind their back. Behind each one of them is a musketeer and their leveled bayonet.
Your supply of hostages looks a little meager compared the other side, but its the best you can do.
A heroically built middle aged man with a disproportionately gaunt face steps out from the other side to address you.
"I see that even though you are a group of outlaws, at least you keep to your promises. I believe that is a good foundation upon which we can work our, cooperation," says the man, "I am Lieutenant Colonel Jeff."
Harry, as your leader, steps forward in response.
"And I am Harry, the head of our noble band. I believe we should each have our men back before we discuss any further, as a measure of good faith of course."
Jeff grins menacingly, although it may be just because his face is naturally menacing (maybe its Maybelline).
"I suppose so, on a count of three then, we will release our respective captives, one, two, three!"
The more paranoid members of your group wince a little at the oddly intoned three, but the ambush they were expecting doesn't happen.
Jorna returns to her side, while you gain your numerous buddies back.
"Alright, now that that's done, I'll need for you to sign a contract," Jeff takes out a roll of parchment, "of course since you're outlaws its not like you view legal obligations with any amount of regard, but it's standard procedure."
Harry carefully reads through the contents, and finding nothing too extreme, or rather nothing to a fine degree of specificity at all, signs his name at the bottom.
"So as per the terms of the contract, we will provide you a lump sum of three thousand Rues a month, and you are to station a messenger at this location at all times for us to contact you. You are to cease all your illicit activities, but any extra items obtained during the course of your assignments is of course yours to keep, unless we demand them from you. Of course you can also try to break this contract, but since we can find you once, we'll be able to find you again, and next time it will be kill on sight." says Jeff in whole paragraph block form. If nothing else, you're quite impressed at the man's cardiovascular fortitude.
"Also, since the time count for your salary starts today, it wouldn't be fair if you had nothing to do, right? You'll get paid at the end of the month."
Jeff grins while he hands Harry a thin paperback booklet.
The first page of booklet reads as follows:
"Cross the border in the south to the Hill kingdom, kidnap the Luwian ambassador as they cross over into Hill."
You go back to your camp to discuss.
After an hour long chaotic deliberation, it seems that the gang has come to a consensus that the hostage exchange needs to happen.
"I suppose we can decide where we go from there once we see what type of tasks they have us do," says Harry.
The day of the hostage exchange you arrive at the scene with a group of twelve gang members, not too much to seem threatening, but not too little as to be defenseless.
You arrive at the abandoned chapel to see the missing members of your gang lined up in a line with their hands tied behind their back. Behind each one of them is a musketeer and their leveled bayonet.
Your supply of hostages looks a little meager compared the other side, but its the best you can do.
A heroically built middle aged man with a disproportionately gaunt face steps out from the other side to address you.
"I see that even though you are a group of outlaws, at least you keep to your promises. I believe that is a good foundation upon which we can work our, cooperation," says the man, "I am Lieutenant Colonel Jeff."
Harry, as your leader, steps forward in response.
"And I am Harry, the head of our noble band. I believe we should each have our men back before we discuss any further, as a measure of good faith of course."
Jeff grins menacingly, although it may be just because his face is naturally menacing (maybe its Maybelline).
"I suppose so, on a count of three then, we will release our respective captives, one, two, three!"
The more paranoid members of your group wince a little at the oddly intoned three, but the ambush they were expecting doesn't happen.
Jorna returns to her side, while you gain your numerous buddies back.
"Alright, now that that's done, I'll need for you to sign a contract," Jeff takes out a roll of parchment, "of course since you're outlaws its not like you view legal obligations with any amount of regard, but it's standard procedure."
Harry carefully reads through the contents, and finding nothing too extreme, or rather nothing to a fine degree of specificity at all, signs his name at the bottom.
"So as per the terms of the contract, we will provide you a lump sum of three thousand Rues a month, and you are to station a messenger at this location at all times for us to contact you. You are to cease all your illicit activities, but any extra items obtained during the course of your assignments is of course yours to keep, unless we demand them from you. Of course you can also try to break this contract, but since we can find you once, we'll be able to find you again, and next time it will be kill on sight." says Jeff in whole paragraph block form. If nothing else, you're quite impressed at the man's cardiovascular fortitude.
"Also, since the time count for your salary starts today, it wouldn't be fair if you had nothing to do, right? You'll get paid at the end of the month."
Jeff grins while he hands Harry a thin paperback booklet.
The first page of booklet reads as follows:
"Cross the border in the south to the Hill kingdom, kidnap the Luwian ambassador as they cross over into Hill."
You go back to your camp to discuss.
