Markus glanced at her as the shadow of the walls fell over them, the gate now opening up for the Caravan to enter. "I'm not sure." he said. He truly didn't know what to say. Perhaps an army of men, or some other goodly race could or eventually will scour these mountains of the savage races. But, while they were here, it gave Markus work. A dark world we live in, where death brings me a way to live.
He gazed inwardly, suddenly lost in thought. Why are you thinking this way now? You have not thought of such things in months. Perhaps it was because he had not been in a true skirmish in months. Perhaps it was Valerie's words, and the fact she was bringing back memories he had not recalled for a few years. As he pondered this, their wagon entered through the thick timber gate. Crossbowmen and Archers patrolled above the walls, walking to and fro.
The streets were curved lines of cobblestone, more akin to well made countryside roads that happened to be located within a town's walls. The ground off the roads were hard ground with small patches of grass. The buildings were usually two stories tall, if that. Men-at-Arms loitered around the barracks to the side. One woman clutched her child as she saw the Wagons enter, seeing the dead men and damaged goods that were brought into the town.
Tobias led the Caravan down two streets to the Town Center, where he hopped off his wagon and stretched his neck. He told the guards at the front to announce to their master he was here, and then called all of the Mercs that were living and able to walk to approach him and receive their pay. Markus was looking forward to his 6 gold coins and 10 silver. He'd add it to the savings he'd accumulated over the past few years.
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He gazed inwardly, suddenly lost in thought. Why are you thinking this way now? You have not thought of such things in months. Perhaps it was because he had not been in a true skirmish in months. Perhaps it was Valerie's words, and the fact she was bringing back memories he had not recalled for a few years. As he pondered this, their wagon entered through the thick timber gate. Crossbowmen and Archers patrolled above the walls, walking to and fro.
The streets were curved lines of cobblestone, more akin to well made countryside roads that happened to be located within a town's walls. The ground off the roads were hard ground with small patches of grass. The buildings were usually two stories tall, if that. Men-at-Arms loitered around the barracks to the side. One woman clutched her child as she saw the Wagons enter, seeing the dead men and damaged goods that were brought into the town.
Tobias led the Caravan down two streets to the Town Center, where he hopped off his wagon and stretched his neck. He told the guards at the front to announce to their master he was here, and then called all of the Mercs that were living and able to walk to approach him and receive their pay. Markus was looking forward to his 6 gold coins and 10 silver. He'd add it to the savings he'd accumulated over the past few years.
@Luminosity