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Garrison
"I'm glad to see your enthusiasm for bringing your friends along. That's the quality of a team player, and I can respect that. Very well, bring along whatever it is that you need to keep up Morale, but remember your placements and roles; we'll split the watch into three points. Rose, you'll be on the western-most point with my men, Jon, you take east. Guligak, you're on mid-point. We move clockwise each day, to the next point. I'll ask you to be there for sundown, and stay until sunup."

"As for billeting, if you need lodging, the townspeople have graciously opened up their homes for the influx of soldiers. We can find you a warm place to rest after your shift. It's not the most comfortable option, but the Baron doesn't open up his house and home to just anyone. Your creatures can stay in the guard stables in the courtyard here. They'll be taken care of."

"No offense taken. You look like a man who's comfortable with the tools he has. Let's see if you know to use them. It's almost sundown."

Does all that make sense? Do I need to give more of a refresher of the story and where we are? Don't forget about the maps! Here and here

Garrison;

"Speak all you want, but remember that you sought me out, not the other way around. You're dangerously close to wasting my time here."

Garrison;

"Across the board, the standard wage for a basic soldier is a silver a day. Given your experience and stature, we're prepared to offer you ten times that amount. It still may not seem like a fortune to you, but we're not asking much. And we're certainly not asking you to stick your head over the battlements to get it shot off. Keep the men in line, keep their senses sharp, and raise hell if you see anything. That's a hell of good job if you ask me. I know you'd rather get down to the nitty-gritty of it all, but I need you on the walls tonight."

Captain Blacklock's chest rises and falls, and he seems to be processing everything you're saying. "Please understand, that I need to be able to trust you. And so do these men. This is a good opportunity to earn that trust. When the men see your leadership out there, they'll feel it in here", he says, putting a hand on his chest in military salute. "The best soldiers get the best pay, and the best positions. Do well, and you'll move up in no time. The baron has special rewards for the men and women he trusts."

Garrison;

Despite your concern and vigilance, the Captain makes no move or attempt to apprehend you. Whether or not he believes your story remains to be seen, but it is obvious that he needs your assistance at any rate.

He leads you through to the garrison, and a small weapons cache. You're each given a longspear and heavy crossbow, as well as a tabard to wear as a uniform. You've seen this same tabard on each of the other guards posted around town; a blood red and deep black affair with a murder of ravens. Baron Vendikon's personal coat of arms.

"Now I'll need each of you to lead a group of your own. We've not got enough men to go around without fatiguing them all on the first day. You're going to be taking shifts on the outermost town wall. I'll need you to keep an eye on any movements in the Andoren army. They haven't made a move yet, but if they do, it'll be from one of three sides. With the mountain at our back here, they don't have a choice. I'll split the watch into three points. Rose, you'll be on the western-most point, Jon, you take east. Guligak, you're on mid-point. We move clockwise each day, to the next point. I'll ask you to be there for sundown, and stay until sunup. If you see something, cause a scene and I'll have all the forces of the hells down here in a flash. Any questions?"

Sorry guys. Long story, doesn't matter, I'm here. Thanks for your patience.

"Calling them makeshift would be generous. We've had to gather most of these men and women from outlying farms. We got wind of an impending attack against us, and we had to move quickly." Blacklock directs your attention to a man standing on the wall. "He holds his spear like he's going to be tilling the ground. Most of these men haven't seen a real battle, a few are from our standing militia, but even fewer are seasoned fighters. Of course, they all have eyes and ears, right? That's as much an asset to us as their combat skills. We're stuck into a bit of a waiting game here. The Andoren army hasn't made a move yet. I don't know if they're going to try and wait us out or what, but we're certainly being cautious. We do need all the help we can get, and the pay is decent. Well, the pay is decent for them anyway. You look like you've seen enough battle to be standing where I am. No matter. Come inside, and we'll get your raiments sorted out, shall we?"

On the other side of the gates, you can make out the stout figure of a man. A flowing red cape trails behind him, and a solid sword hangs at his belt, a blue light glowing from a gem in it's hilt. His face is made of square and stern features, and his eyes seem to pierce you as you stand there.

"I'm Guard Captain Blacklock. My men tell me you want to join the defense? Why? Who are you? What are you doing in Piren's Bluff?"