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Orion shrugs, a slight frown still upon his face. He takes a few bites of food, settling in to listen. However, he remains alert and ready to black out the room and run at the first sign of trouble...
"It's is very simple gentlmen, I am recruiting a time of intelligence agents to perform various missions. I require that that have patience, some intelligence and more important the common sense to be quite an listen when they are in over their head. If you should accept the offer then you will undergo one years worth of training at our academy where you will each specialize in skills most suited to your personality and talents. While training you will receive a monthly stripend of 100 silver pieces in addition to free room an board. Upon completion of your graduation then you will be given missons as deemed necessary. Additionaly compensation in the form of 75 percent of any incidential treasure you find during the coruse of the mission will of course be yours The other 25 will go to fund the intelligence service"
Stalker listens carefully as the lady outlines her proposal. He gives a wry smile at the comment about about listening when your in over your head as he had already made a mental note to never get on this lady's wrong side, so he knows that it definitely applies to the current situation. Therefore, Stalker waits until he is sure that she is completely finished before saying "I'm in. Just a couple of questions. Is this a clandestine organisation? If so, what's our cover?" He was also about to ask if it was a "once in no way out deal" but stopped himself as he suspects he knows the answer.
"Yes it will be clandestine...the covers will depend on the mission and the area your going into...that is why you will spend the next year in training to learn to adapt and to be evaluated in regards to your skills"
Orion sighs, but there is a hint of a sardonic smile on his face. "It would appear I have no choice... No, milady, I don't mean you are pressuring me. I mean my own curiosity would murder me in my sleep if I passed this up. So, count me in."
Braxton smiles and seems to grow more relaxed as the lady describes the service. It sounded right up his alley. And one hundred silver pieces a month? That wasn't bad at all. He knew wealthy farmers and merchants that didn't make that much coin.