[Vincent Stefan]

OOC: sorry for the wait on this, Looking for a job out of collage is killing me.

As the bag of coins dropped to the table, Migeria could not help but eye it. The way the gold glistened in the morning light. Yet, Vincent had chose well when he had placed the Assassin in charge. Money was only part of what was required for a contract. There was still one more thing.

"Ve appreciate the offer, and Vill consider Vhat you have told us. Though, to create a contract Vith the Raven's Ving, Ve also need information. Ve of the Raven's Ving prefer to know Vhat it is Ve are Valking into. Other Vise Ve could end up taking a suicide mission and that Vould help no one....So Ye have said that you noticed old members of your team Valking the grounds of the fire. This has peaked my interest. Tell me...How long ago did these peaple of yours die...recently or During the fire?"