Arn was fatigued after the long journey from his village to the central village known as Burbof . It wasn’t the distance that had made the trek last two weeks, but terrain that threw obstacles in his path. The heavy winter caused several floods to knock out some of the nearest bridges making river crossing impossible on foot. The nearest ferry crossing nearly took him outside of Virnastia’s boarders and added a trip through the northern forest which took time to navigate. 

When he finally reached Burbof preparations for the mission at hand were already underway. He had been asked to arrive a few days earlier to go over the possible offer of leading one of the two teams for this pursuit. He had accepted the offer on the condition that he would be allowed to return to his former life upon completion. He had little in the way of interest in military affairs and had volunteered at the opportunity so as to protect his village, not in a hope to seek out violence. 

He arrived to the meeting looking tired but at the same point rested. He was alive and well, but the trip had caused him a mild bit of wear and tear. Ready and able he felt the food and drink work wonders on his body and soon enough he was fully awake and listening to the mission as it was presented to the group. He also took some time to look at what could only be described as a rag tag group pulled from a kaleidoscope.

With its central location Virnastia has become a true melting pot for cultures and groups. This is especially true since it is the only place where trade can happen at a global scale. With the large wars merchants have taken to setting up shops in the country so as to avoid strict taxes and closed boarders. The economic boost has been felt as far as Arn’s home village; however, the danger is high that several of these traders are spies. 

Arn’s opinion on the mission was high. He liked that it played to their countries abilities having a small army of nearly 1,000 strong meant any engagement would be quickly silenced by the massive armies of the surrounding kingdoms. He also liked it because it was a plan that in its truest form had no goals of killing. He was capable of the act, but had yet to do so from a position of control. He had only committed the act as one of self defense. 

The road ahead was a long one, but Arn felt up to the challenge. He wouldn’t have accepted the offer he felt otherwise. The next part would be meeting the team he would be leading. He wrote down on his parchment the desired first target and then dropped it in the hat that would be his team. He had watched a few of the people also vote and began looking them over one by one trying to learn as much as he could from their attire and body language.