[Vincent Stefan]

As the man in charge by his look took a seat, Migeria took the time to size of the men up. The Barbarian seated was the leader, he held himself as one and appeared to be the person with the most purpose behind him. The man who remained standing could have been one of two things. A body guard or a Assistant. Since the elf Assassin had no idea which was true or for that matter he did not know that much about these peaple who had taken over Archadoon. Such things did not mater anyway.

"We’re here ta be seein’ about yer intentions in Archadoon, we are," With a nod Migeria had basically guessed that much. It was only a mater of time before someone noticed they where back in the city, why not the current law. "As ye know, Archadoon had a major disaster not long ago, an’ most o’ th’ shops were destroyed. We’re rebuildin’, but we make slow progress. We Fiannas make good wilderness soldiers, but we’re not cut out fer city patrollin’." In truth Migeria had not know, and not for the first time thanked there lucky stars the fortress was not hit. For them the time between when they left and now, had been spent behind bars. A present for there acts of desertion from the imperials. It had only been the acts of Vincent himself that had freed the group and made it possible for them to be here now.

Yet, the time lost was a grate problem...more so now, because they had missed an opportunity to really make a place for themselves here in Archadoon. It was as Migeria was thinking this that the other Man, the one who remained standing began to speak. "Th’ ruins also are a menace. We lost many fine Warriors when they escorted workers inside to rebuild th’ damage. Th’ witnesses who survived tell us th’ walking dead roam the ruins, and while we cordoned off th’ ruins, we haven’t th’ manpower ta clear th’ dead out. We need ta be clearin’ th’ foul beasts out......Th’ reason fer our visit, lad, is ta see what yer intentions are in this city durin’ this emergency."

Now that the elf had not expected. What he had thought this conversation would consist of was a simply reformation of the first contract, and the assurances that the Raven's Wing would not harm the population. Not to come and ask for help. In truth the elf commander had no idea how to react. They where not ready yet for such a task....or where they. This was a mercenary force they where here to get the old forces back up and running, why not make a name for themselves from the get go.

"Vell this is an interesting situation. Do ye know from Vhere these undead came from? That is are they part of the former population or something else entirely?" began the Elf Commander, showing he too could get right to the point. After waiting a reply The Assassin would continue. "Ve of the Raven's Ving have only just arrived back in Achadoon, hovever Ve have no problem Vith lending a hand in the city's hour of need...Though Ve have been burned in the past Vith such situations." The elf began to make a indication with his index finger and Thumb, rubbing the two together. "If Ve help, I can not promise you it Vill be a Free service. Ve are Mercenary's and money is our life blood. Though, I can make one assurance, if you make a contract Vith the Raven's Ving it Vill be seen to it's conclusion." his part said Migeria waited for there reply.