[SRP] So, You Meet in a Tavern...

[Andy]

"'Rather not have it be without lack of trying...?'" Ambrose repeated confusedly, confused by the double negative for a moment. The waitress came by with the food and left after the sellsword paid her. He made sure he could be heard only by the knight amid the crowded room.. "If you're willing to die for a false charge, be my guest, I suppose. But my proposition is this: Join me. I am forming a group, modeled after some legendary people, the goal of which is to set right the nobles who have overstepped their bounds. The Emperor is on my list of those, but I don't yet have enough men to attempt that.

"You have skill as a fighter, and you know the ins and outs of Ostia's royal castle. My gain in having you by my side is clear. Your gain is your lady friend. I don't look to topple Lycia with an army, just its head, so that it can be replaced by someone more sensible." He grabbed the end of the mutton leg on his plate and ripped a piece of it off, chewing once it was in his mouth. He swallowed, asking, "What do you say?"