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"I can easily keep them locked up a couple of days." Oleg responds.


Oleg's knuckles whiten as he tightens his grip on his crossbow.
"The one with the mouth is Haps Boyden. If he is leading this group, that means they plan on killing everyone here."


"Hah, like I'd let them chase me inside!" Oleg says as hefts an immense crossbow in his hands.


Oleg shrugs.
"The gate needs to be replaced anyways..."


"I don't think we need any bait, as long as we don't hit them before they come in, they are pretty brash and confident. They will probably just walk in demanding that you surrender, they are used to their intimidation working."
Oleg chimes in.
"Perhaps the best use of Bokken's castoffs is right at the gate so we can catch a bunch of them as they get slowed down by the spilled tar. Then the young miss here can cast her spell behind them to trap them and also catch any archers they leave back?"

You get the impression that Oleg has some military experience.


"Oh, also, Jamandi sent a chest for you. It is in the room upstairs."


Oleg listens to the plans, but shakes his head.
"These are not disciplined troops. They will just scatter if you hit them on the approach. We need to get them into the courtyard and keep them from fleeing while not letting them overwhelm us. Otherwise they will just continue to raid at different intervals and you will be stuck here for Gods know how long."


Responding to kern, Oleg says, "Kressle, the woman, is the one that usually handles collections here. Despite her job, at least she keeps the others in line when they come here."
He rubs his chin as he thinks for a moment.
"However, your presence will demand a response. They will definitely send a group to deal with you. I would expect them to be here in six hours or so. If you aren't here when they show, I don't know how it will go for us."


"No, they never actually harm us, just bully and steal. Although who knows how rough it would get if we refused to hand over their "taxes." The man replies.
"I am Oleg, master of this trading post. You must be the group Jamnadi sent word of."