Kree takes  a small bite of stew, Motioning  for the others to eat as well, when the time  comes , That you feel you must move on, or that you cannot live up to the reputation of the Arrows. You turn in your pin and oof you go...

  Treasure..or pay..comes intwo forms. Bouties  and such that you fulfill are split  between those who have  helped achieve it. There is a slight bit of  coin that goes to the Company, but not enough that  it  will pauper you. Secondly..a pay of  sorts is given to arrows. Its  is not much , by any means, but it does give you some coin in your purse,,that money comes  from the Funds of the Company itself. The Comapny earns  coins in other ways...

 Like  the  Orc  cart... The  dwarf says  as he swallows, They pay for bodies they pick up behind  Inns and TAverns, and a discounted price from any  equipment taken...we keep alot of that stuff here, to help arm recruits and such..

 The  elf  nods,at any rate, You get paid from the results of your missions, a month handful of  coin, and anything extra you might come up with on your own.

"Could you provide some more information about some other missions the Arrows had previously completed, for example anything 5 or 10 years ago?"
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  Reedrick  stopped  eating  a bit, and Looked from Justin to Kree. The elf's  face was impassive as  he looked at his glass, swirling the Golden wine with  slow flicks of his wrist.

  Kree's eyes  moved  from the wine  to Justin, then to the others, then  back to the wine as he swirled it  about,..as I have  said. We do things most companies  will not...we tend  to take on heavy loads...darker foes..and heavier responsiblities. Because of that.... his eyes  go to Reedrick who frowns, as if knowing  what Kree was going to say,..we have earned the ear of  the crown. Not  so we can brag about it, we cannot even tell folks what we do for  the crown, most times...we have earned less love then most companies, from the service  folk, and the town watch..because we have a bit of favor...you shall see this, if you join us, as  you begin to travel through the City and  such..."

  ..Of the tasks we have completed over the years...that i can tell you about, are many...We have Recovered an Artifact  for   the temple of  the War Gods...we have found over  a dozen lost children..sons or daughters  who were either lead astray. or downright taken...As  A company we fought in three skrimishes in The Black Timber, the forest of  My Village...and ran messages  to allies, that none others were trusted to take...we have Killed more then our share of Red Isle Halflings...we have taken or sunk three River pirate vessels..One of which we  were permitted to Keep...so the Company has its own sloop-of-war...I could go on, but when you get to a cerrtain point, it becomes boasting....One thing I am proud of... his head jerks  towards  the Boards behind the Counter,Many of  those Kills are slavers..or slaver friends...no matter what the mission...slaver heads  are always part of  The Hunt.

  Lowering  his voice, just a bit  as he sits up closer to the table, taking  a sip of his  wine, he says,..of other things...You will have to earn the right to know, once you have become  a trusted  member of the Arrows....

  He is  interupted by the Dark Hair  serving girl, she bents to whisp[er in his ear, besides the ample Bosom she displays, it is easy to see her Bodice is closed with a ruby arrow  pin...as the  'recruits' look to reedrick  and kree, they note  that Kree has a small ruby arrow  on the collar of his Tunic, and  Reedrick has one, on a chain about his neck. The Blonde Server  Girl comes by with some  more fresh bread for the table, she  to, wears  a red arrow pin...

 The Dark  haired Girl smiles slightly at the others  as the two Girls head back to the  bar,..seems  things  are heating up in the Plains, near the Ironwood Forest. The  Cat folk are in heat, so females  are more aggressive, and the MAles  are trying to make a name for themselves, in hopes  of adding mates to thier clan..there was an attack on some farmers  bringing thier  spring harvest in,...By tomorrow, there is  a good bet there will be Bounty sheet  on the boards by the  Main GAtes.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #19):

Justin nods appreciatvley "Thank you goodfellow Kree, tis more than enough..." he smiles "I've a interest to see what a catfolk actually are, and the red arrows sounds quite the better body for this, and other tasks, such as dealing with the likes of... " he gives a slight tilt of the head towards the two men seated at the end of the bar "Certain types of a dark nature. Do I make a pledge or something."
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Merik listens intent, then with a quirk of a smile speaks. "Peace is just the respite or rest between wars. Where once great men sit in bars, cast out by society and forced to scrap by, begging, forgotten for the work they have done to protect others, some even maimed in the process. War brings out the best in people; courage honor and valor are shown and worn. Work for the labors in society become the norm, Crafts men find ample money for food. Nations unite and bonds are forged. These are the teachings of my order. To fight is just and right. The slavers are but boils on the back of society, and if it’s your companies’ goal to remove them, I can see honor in that. If you rescue children from a fate worse then death, I can find valor in that. If you are paid for these things, that should be so for you are the merchants of stability in this region, and I will be a laborer of vengeance for you. The only thing I must make clear, my order comes 1st, the company comes second, however the two do not appear to be on different roads. If this is acceptable, then I will join.”   He does not wait for an answer, but takes a drink from the tankard then grabs a fresh loaf of bread and breaks it, offering half to Justin.

In reply to Merik Uaine (msg #21):

Justin smiles takes the offered bread and breaks it inturn offering the larger piece to the third man "Come let us undertake to aid the process of correction of those who are corrupt" he prompts.
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  The dwarf  nods  with a grunt of satisfaction, well then..seems we needs give The Fetcher an extra coin or two. Looks  like these folk have the belly for our  work, as well as the interest...

  The  elf Nods and waves  for  one of the girsl, he makes a gesture  with his hands  that seem to be forming a square.

  The Dark HAired  girl comes over  with a well polished cedar box, about  as big as a spell caster's Tome. Kree nods  to the Two Girls  as the Blonde  brings a fresh pitcher of  ale.    The Blonde is Mara. She is  an arrow, as   are all who work here... he  frowns  at the BArd, who is now singing  a song of the heroic Naval service members and  a battle that took place, not long  ago....that is ...who work here all the time. She is one of the dest hand crossbowmen you will see...Lytie is very...very  good  at aquring things...Both do not  take to the filed much any longer...but  they keep thier  skills  sharp Orin, the Barkeep..lost a leg a few years ago..so he works here...the way he could handle a mace was something to see....

  Opening the chest he takes out  3 Rudy arrow  pins and slides them across the table to each of them,..according to  the Company Laws set down by the Crown, All company members  must have thier name on a charter... and all must wear thier ensigna in plain sight...since companies tend to take  the ensigna's from dead foes, it is assumed  you have taken one, if you are not wearing it....to wear more then one? is like  wearing none at all. Should any of you Join a guild?  They  will place thier mark on you..Guild marks  do not effect ensigna wear. Should the  time come, when you no longer wish to work for the Company , in any form..you merely return you ensigna..any further questions?

Rolf listens, then has his say.  "To put it in plain terms, if we join you, we do not owe you anything and we can quit whenever we choose and if you come across a task for which we deem ourselves ill-suited, we can refuse it with no argument.

For you're part, you will provide some measure of coin if we need such, and perhaps equipment salvaged as well as tasks which we might choose to undertake.  If I have this right, then I see no reason not to sign up."

 Kree nods,  there have been times  when some memebrs of a Unti  could not agree  on things...mostly prisoners...the first rule, the Unit commander will make the decisions, if  they offend you..You need not  carry out  the task..other then tht. most folk seem to blend in pretty well

    Now then..eat and drink..if you needs  rooms to stay, there are more then a few onthe very top floor, that is for Arrow's use. On the Morrow, I will go with you, and we shall  go to the  Village, to see what might be  brewing there...we will stop at the main Western Gate to see what the Crown , or Merchants have  put on the Bounty Board..Until then You may do as you like...explore the city...if you care to  do that, reedrick will show you around...If your Unit  can grow in size  a bit, then I will withdraw,,and you will have to pick a Unit leader...

  Outside, it is begining to grow  dark, the LApmplighters  are going down the docks and  they hear amuffled  thump of rythmic marching...ever now and again it  stops, but with in a few minutes it starts  again...getting louder each time...finally the marching  stops right outside the doors  of "the Plank", the Door is opened  By a Young corpal of  the  City Watch, and Officer steps in after him, followed  by another watch trooper...He looks over the  Inn with a sneer on his face.......

Justin grins nods at to the the Elf then the dwarf and the other Red Arrows. He picks up the arrow pin moves over towards the door. "Greetings goodfellows" he says smiling at the Officer. "Would you care to partake of the fine fair within" he asks as he secures the ruby pin to his lapel.
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  The Guards Look at Rolf, The Officer showing  distain as ge waves him off, as a noble might do a begger, he looks directly at Kree as he moves across the floor, the locals  making pleanty of  room for him.

  stopping at the table the officer looks at the recruits  then at Quickshadow,SWo?  You found  some other fools to joinyour pack?He  looks at those still seated,..did  he tell you many of  theAQrrows have died?He has seen twice  the members fall, as i have seen from the Watch!

  Kree nodded  as he  sipped from his glass,There is  truth in that, it is hard to see your comrades fall..when you are running the other way...

  The Corpal's  mouth opened wide as the Officer leaned on the table,..are you cvalling me  a Coward? You pointed eared Outlander bastard?

 His eyes look into the Officers as he slowly grins, ...I think High Captain Morr said it best...' LT Makins has refined the art of strategic retreat..'

  with his  face growing  read and  the veins bulging in his neck, he says,..I should challeneg you here..now..to a dule of  honor..but...

  Before he can finish Kree stands up slamming his galss on the table, and it  shatters, his Voice is cold  and dark,..BUT...You know you would die...and you know you cannot defend..what you do not have!...now...tell me why you soil the  air  of my Inn?

  The Officer took a step back, his hand fumbling for his  blade...Reedrick had grabbed the Corpral and just shook his head from side to side..the Corpal,backed off with both hands in the air. Makins answered slowly".. we are making the announcements in the Inns  and taverns, especially those who are run by Compnay Scum...There is a Bounty on Cat folk..any breed, except the Lynx..as they have allied themselves  with the City.

  ,what is the bounty... The  Officer looked at Kree, it  was not until Kree made a motion with his hand, did he see the Blade slide up his sleeve..the fellowwho have taken a serious  blow, had his  sword cleared its  sheath.

    The Bounty is 2 gold per Fang..it matters not the age, or sex of the beast..

  The  elf nods slowly,..you have mad the announcement..now..leave before i remember you have insulted me.... The Corpral and trooper when heading towards the door, the Officer stopped  just before leaving  and  said to the whole of the Tavern,...The Arrows  are little more  then paid assassins...is this what you want to be!"

  Most of the Inn raised thier glasses  and Relied  'AYE'..the BArd..quick on the  uptake, began tp play a song that was a limerick of sorts, and each pair of lines  either praised the Arrows or made some Heroic jest of them and thier actions...The Officer stormed out....The two fellows at the bar, never raised thier glasses.

  Kree sat back down, Lytie was there with a fresh glass  and wiped up the shattered remains of  Kree's last one,  as  i said... he takes a drink from the new glass and winks  at Lytie,..The Watch  are not overly friendly towards us...i cannot  imagine why...

  The dwarf  Grins hand holds out his tankard and Kree his glass, suddenly, the bard did not sound so bad!

   With a refill fill of his  Mug, The  dwarf looks at the group,"so..ya be headin' out on the morrow  then?

  The  elf  motions to the others, 'tis up to them...but i see no reason not to....

In reply to Reedrick Orebender (msg #29):



"There are some things I am curious about. Please pardon my ignorance about the current situations but I was wondering why such as yonder [ he nods towards the evil types seated at the bar] are permitted in an Red Arrow establishment, have you considered they could be here to glean information on our action?

What is the cause of such antipathy between the Guard and the Red Arrow, surely this should be addressed... Aren't there enemies enough to contend with outside the kingdom

Are these catflok an corrupt and perverse race, if so action against them is appropriate, if they are not surely a diplomatic solution should be entertained

  The Dwarf looks at Kree, the elf  shrugs  and motions  for  Reedrick to answe, The  dwarf's eyes  shift towards  the men at the bar, the men do not  seem to care, one  way or  the other  about what is  going on...even with the rising  shouts  and  joining in from the  crowd as the Bard continues  his  Song  of  The  Arrows.

  First off..we don't  know why they are here..they might have been on a ship, they might be spies..they might  just be looking  for a way out...if we find there is a bounty on them...then they will ride the Orc Cart...Until they do something  amiss..in here...thier coin is  as good as any other...as you travel the city, and these lands..you will see alot of that..now then..if  they wear the wrong  uniform, of the wrong  City of country? well..that is  just plain stupid...

   The Watch are poor step Children to the  Ironmound regulars..they are needed..the fight just like anyone else..but there is a differance between the way the Regulars, no matter the service, and the Watch folk are viewed. So..when the Companies started ta form...and gain names fer themselves? Well..the Watch folk were suddenly third on the list...it don't help none, that Kree or Myself, gets summoned to the Palace now  and again, anf the Watch folk are the ones who have to escort us in...  he grins

  Once more  Reedrick shrugs,FAr as these  here Catfolk go? I hate them all...most times i can't tell one from the other unl;ess they have spots or manes or sumthin' The olny breed that seems  to be on good turns  with us is  the Lynx..they are smaller..mostly thieves or assassins...dame good with thier  wierd little bows too...from what i understand  fromm the Sages guild? One time ago..Ironmound  and the Ironwood elsevs  helped the Lion and Tiger  breeds  fight a pitched  war  with Orcs  and Goblins...durning that time, Lionfolk realized  that the orcs where eatin' those who were killed or wounded...they did the  same,,and found out they liked the taste of Human...didn't  take long to spread through the  differant clans and tribes...nopw? Unless you see a Lyxn..you attack on sight...cause  they have  damn good fighters, good magelings, and thier stealth is near the match of  some elves  i know..."

  Kree chuckles into his  cup , but says  nothing.

In reply to Reedrick Orebender (msg #31):

Justin nods acknowledging this information "Do the Watch behave the same way with the regulars? If not do you think having a formalised liasion with them could help ease the tension"

   The regulars do care too much fer the watch, cause the watch has ta haul them in when they'er drunk and such..Watch don't  like them too much cause they get paid  two or three times  what they do...As fer us...and companies in general? We  don't  care...There is  a good bet that , at least  one out of every 10 Watch folk  are paind  off, by thieves guilds...or other companies. Nine Hells, even the Temples toss a coin thier  way we  they need something....every now  and again, you will find a good fella who is  in charge of  a watch unit...we don't  cause them no trouble...its the fella's like that last one...that think they are better then other  foplks, Just cause they have a Uniform..those  are the ones  we don't  care for...

In reply to Reedrick Orebender (msg #33):

"Ok then, no harm asking, I hope..." he prompted "So how do you think we should handle these kitties?" pausing to look from one of the veteran Red Arrows to the other "Do you think the Lynx types would be agreeable to having us help them sort out some of their competitors..." he asked his newly acquired companions with a grin.
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  The elf  nods along with the Dwarf, That ia  why the other Cat folk have turned on the Lynx  race...there are half-breeds out there...The Sages  and Wizard's guilds said it  could not be done..But it has...The Lynx refuse to mix thier blood  with that of  the other  Cat races...the other Cat Races  are  damned near mindless in thier lust for mates, and  thier lust for blood..It makes it easy for us, as we  see a Tiger-folk with a  mane, or a Cheech-folk with stripes...you just kill them on sight...Like the orcs in Ironmound..who run the Orc Carts..thus getting  more-or-less  fresh flesh to eat, The Lynx favorite prey is Goblins...so...we find goblins...we tend  to tuen live ones over to  lynx who help us...Now?  Finding Lynx..that is  a whole nother  story...in the forests and grasses they are nearly ghost like..in cities  and town they are  at a great disadvanatge...they come here to trade...when they do..a Unti of  watch always goes  aropund with them, to proptect them...and to protect the people...as far as them helping? I would imagine they would agree...They collect fangs  and claws of other cat-folk as some sort of holy thing  with them.

Rolk, his eyes turning smokey with suppressed anger, listens carefully.  When time allows, he speaks up.  "I would be willing to go after catfolk, if there is a need."  "Or even if there isn't," his eyes seem to add.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #35):

Justin sensed the change in Rolfs demeanour, making a note to ask about this later. "I presume your knowledge of Lynx has allowed you to form an opinion about their attitudes, do you think they have deviant, corrupt, or perverse moreys" [LE, NE or CE]

   Shrugging  just  a bit Kree smiles, I would  say,...that they worry about thier own first...thier allies  second...and  the Foes pay a heavy price...of course..that could be  said  about Myself...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #38):

"Sounds fair enough, we wouldn't want to be trying to enlist their support only to find they were a group of raving deviants or such." turning to the others "Do you think we should get some intel on the kitties before or after seeking aid from any Lynx"

Rolf shrugs, "I know little of the Lynx catfolk, save that they tend to be a close-net sort.  They don't care at all for goblins and they don't take much to the panther catfolk."

   The Gods of  these lands have  a starange  sense of humor. The Cat folk. though they have become Humanoid, the  way Orcs and such have...they maintain some of thier Cat-like traits...three or  4 times  a year, the Cat folk female go into 'season' for a 10  days' time. In that tie, they seek  Mates...The Males  seek to add to thier stable of females, thus building  better, and stronger dens...though "den"  is the word they use...they  live in villages  and such, some few even have  cave systems...But  the Male  who has  the Most females, has the most offspring, thus..the  most warriors  to impose thier will upon the  Villages.....during thee times...you need not hunt the Cat folk...they hunt you....