A giant, pale skinned muscular man wearing a leather vest and torn shorts stepped up to the small, single roomed shack. Behind him a few paces stood Raylen. He was preparing himself to stifle laughter as he could only imagine the look on Spencer's face when he saw the massive creature upon opening the door. Raylen suspected the poor man was likely sleeping, an unfortunate summoning at an unfortunate time.

The giant man gently rapped on the wooden door. His idea of gentle however, was more like a loud thumping. After hammering on the door, which caused the entire structure to shake a little, he stepped back and crossed his bulky arms over his chest, his beady black eyes boring a hole into the unmoving wooden barrier. Raylen stood casually at the giant's side, his right hip pushed outward and his hand resting upon it.

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The Dwarva barkeep saw the Nako with the pinned ears raise his hand to request a drink. He knew the fellow from the mercenaries guild posters. He had seen him from time to time in the slums, and decided it was an opportunity to appease Raylen that he would not pass up.

He waved at the bar maiden who was on her way to take the mercenaries order. The scantily clad huma woman weaved her way back to the bar and approached her boss, "What? I'm busy."

"Watch your tongue or I'll have you sent back to the pit you crawled from. I need you to do a favour for me." The barkeep started to reach into his back pocket to retrieve the contract as he spoke.

The woman rolled her eyes, "You will have to wait until my paying customers are finished."

Gilger spat on the counter top in front of the woman, "I'm loyal to my wife you wench. Now, when you get that Nako's order drop this into his lap would ya'." He handed her the rolled up parchment which was sealed with a drop of wax marked with Gilger's personal seal -- the head of a war hammer -- "If that seal is broken by any other than he you will be spilling more blood than is usual this month."

The woman curled her lips in resentment and turned away from the bar. She dodged her way through the crowds, the parchment held neatly in her right hand. As she approached the Nako she leaned in towards him, almost burying his face in her cleavage as she whispered into his ear, "Gilgar wanted you to have this, and I wanted to serve you." She exhaled lightly onto his pinned ear as she pulled back, dropping the parchment into his lap.

"What can I get you?"

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