"I am. In this case, I'm taking a case that offers any participants two thousand silver coins. I've been looking for some comrades, it's not an easy job to destroy an army." Dredge looked to James and then Herk, smiling. "You two want to tag along?"
((I think the forum clock uses the standard UTC time for the united kingdom, right now the forum clock says 11:41 and my time is 00:41))
Drake stood up, going towards the door. He had to walk over the place where the floor had been covered by blood from the Ghouls victims earlier. It had been washed, but the floor was still sticky.
A drunk man decided to have some fun, sticking his foot out where Drake was walking trying to fell him, but Drake quickly regained his balance. Drake grabbed the man by his throat and lifting him up with one hand. "You got a death wish?" In a threatening way before hitting him hard with his other hand. A tooth flew out of his mouth. Drake tossed the man on the table where he had been sitting just moments ago, then he continued on his way towards the door, mumbling: "Someone going to die tonight"
James thought about that offer. 2000 coins sounded like a good deal, but he'd have to team up with a ghoul...
In the end, James's greed got the better of him.
"2000 coins? I'm in. So, what's this army you're talking about? An army of rats?"
James also noticed the scene with the drunkard and the guy. "Jeez, that guy has some upper-arm strength... and anger-management issues."
Dredge turned as he heard a man crash into a table. "New bait." Waving him over, Dredge smiled at the man. "Anyway, James. There's no particular group of enemies. A mixture of whoever applies for his army."
"You're no regular citizen. I'll not go into details, but Deepton's armies are massing in the south at a city called Carapace. I need fighters, you're a fighter. 2000 silver coins if we drive off the warriors. Your call." Dredge finished off the wine, sliding the pitcher to a barmaid.
"Deepton? Carapace? Never heard of 'em. You need a fighter, though? I'm not one to brag, but I am pretty good with a bow. And what do you mean, I'm no regular citizen?" James said, still gingerly sipping his ale.
"Hey, gnoll, you can stand around and annoy the enemies to death, or use one of your literally killer 'medicines'."
** That was directed to tonetto, jum. But it's alright. *
"Yes, I would need you. I would be glad to let you join my squadron." Acci smiles at the man, nodding. "Be kind to the gnoll though, he can be valuable. Gnoll, you may provide support with magic, a bow, or anything other then a sword if you are uncomfortable. I have words of power for you to recite, if you would like."
((I'm kinda a slow writer and English ain't my language so don't expect me to answer very fast))
Drake had to think a bit. "Tempting, make it 2500 silver coins and I'll join. I can't stay here for long now, so make up your mind quick Ghoul!" Drake had another contact he had to meet one hour from now.