Barbaric Ways

As I head to the inn I tell Marty to find me a skilled mercenary crew and that I can be contacted at the inn for the next 2 days to which he tells me to leave it to him.

As I enter the inn Amani slithers in looking a little disappointed and tells me ”No luck finding work but I hear you won some big bounty because of that big beast you killed yesterday ”. Yeah as it turns out that creature has been a problem for years and my bounty is getting delivered soon, actually here he is now and it looks like he brought that mercenary captain I asked him to look for. As Marty approached he says ”Hey kid heres your bounty beside my 15 percent finders fee, oh and by the way this is captain Natalya Romenko of the Snow Blades they are mercenaries and need work and Ill leave you guys to talk it out. ” As he leaves the inn and I pocket my reward we all take a seat and we order some steaks and get to talking. The first thing I ask is what what would you charge for at the minimum 2 years work with the understanding that food and lodgings would be provided. ”That would depend on the when and where sir but each of my 50 men should receive 20 copper coins a week and me and my officers recieve 2 silver coins per week. If that is acceptable then my men are now yours sir. ” ”That works for me ” I say as we shake hands now lets eat. As I start eating I have to stop because this is by far the most delicious steak Ive ever eaten so I call over the waitress and ask where they got the steak and she answers with a smile that its just local beef but their cook adds her special spices to it. Would it be possible to meet the cook ? Yes sir that would be fine the kitchen is right at the back sir shell should be right out sir. As I get close to the kitchen I hear ”WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT YOU BITCH I SAID MEDIUM RARE!!! ” But sir that is… She never got to finish her sentence as I see a woman in a finely made dress with a white apron on and a veil covering her face was dragged out of the kitchen by her hair by a fat disgusting slug of a man at least until I punched him right in his fat **ing face breaking his nose. After punching the slob he cries ”how dare you hit me do you know who I am? ” I answer nope don know don care and then I pick him up and throw him out of the inn by his collar and belt right into a nice steaming pile of fresh horse shit. After tossing out the slug-man I help the woman who must be the cook off the ground and ask her name she says ”thank you kind sir my name is Lilith