Mercenary,

I am hiring men on a permanent basis for the purposes of creating a mercenary company. I am chiefly looking for professionals interested in making coin and earning plunder, who will be loyal to the Company and to Sanctuarys Defense, in that order. You know my mettle, and to varying degrees I know yours. I write you to put forth an offer and opportunity to be the among the first field tested soldiers. Should you pass these tests you will be given a position of leadership and be expected to lead by example. Be part of something larger than yourselves. Join my company.

Regards, Wizard Knickerson Worns Stew Shop

Not being able to read, Wren is seen stopping passerbys, asking them to read the letter for him

*sipping a cheap ale in the Pissing Crone, Erik sees Cyrus waving a letter at him, and walks over to the bar.

He reads it slowly, sounding out some of the words and smiles. He then turns the letter over and in a simple, blocky script with good spelling and grammar, writes a reply and gives it to Cyrus.*

Wizard Tom,

Like I said, you are not a sissy like most of them, so I'll work with you. Sign me up. Don't turn me into a toad or bat though.

Who else you hiring?

Find me at the Crone, or I'll stop by Worn's, Erik