Domhani Bairdéir 01

Cerallos

Cerallos thoroughly enjoys his breakfast and looks around the inn and is thankful to have become involved with such a diverse group. "So, Master Gealach, I have thought about it, and I will accept your offer of last night, I hope these other fine men do as well. I look forward to starting this journey and one day gaining the right to hear that story!"
Cerallos sits up straight in his chair feeling the energy from that glorious sun filling him through the windows.
 

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I have nowhere else to go, and I have no one to go with with anyhow. Perhaps, "I will go as well! though I do not know the place..."
 


Athelstan squints out the window to a tree in the distance. He sits like this for a few moments, then reaches down without looking and takes a peice of bread from his plate and munches on it. He stays like this for several moments, knowing that several a pair of eye are looking at him.
Finally, he answers:

Yeah, okay, I'm in.

He then turns around and, rather than facing the others, dives back into his breakfast.
 

Gavril

Watching Athelstan Gavril laughs, "Didn't take long to make a soldier out of that one. In the Queen's service less than a nouce and already he's learned an army travels on its stomach. I say we follow good Athelstan's example and eat a hearty meal while we may." He doffs he hat and bows to the company. "A pleasure to be serving with you gentlemen." To Gealach, Gavril offers and even deeper bow and asks, "What are our orders General sir?"
 

Usually, it occurs to him, he'd take offense at a good-natured comment like what Gavril just said. But maybe it's the optimism of having found people he could call friends or perhaps it's that he's realized that there's only so much paranoia a man can live with before it drives him nuts. Either way, he smiles at what Gavril says and continues to enjoy the excellent meal set before him.
 

A New Day

"No General I, sir! We have none such amongst the modern Bairdéir. I'm just a simple messenger, and perhaps company on your road - for a while, at least.

This, then, is the Queen's bidding. Queen Máthair has been running on a shoestring budget for some time now. This is hardly a concern for Bairdéir such as I, who serve out of love and loyalty, but the regular army must be paid.

Some 3 months ago, Máthair was approached by one Vyl Corruck, who claimed to have magical gifts allowing him to divine the location of silver and gold deep underearth. This man claimed there was still silver to be had in the mines in FásachFiántas, just across the Tearmann border. All he wanted in return for finding this ore for the Queen was a place in her Court, as Nobility (and a percentage of the silver from the mine).

The Queen was convinced, and dispatched Master Corruck with a squad of 20 miners. They should long since have found the mines, assessed the availability of raw ore, and sent word back, but the Queen's heard nothing from them since the day they left Tearmann.

You are to locate Vyl Corruck and the miners and investigate the situation. As commissioned irregulars, you are given Queen's Bond to resolve whatever situation you find as you deem appropriate and in the best interests of the country. The Queen asks only for a report of your findings and subsequent actions."
 

Cerallos

"How do we send word of a report? And do you know anything about the land of this fancy named place?"

Cerallos continues enjoying his breakfast, savoring every bite.

"This Corruck fellow just approached the Queen out of the blue? Do we know anything about him?"
 

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