09-30-2019, 11:37 PM
"I'll lead the way," he said, standing and going to the innkeeper. "Sir, I'll need a room for some private time with my lady."
The bald man with the huge mustache behind the counter looked him over, then Tangle, then shrugged as he named the price. Ambrose paid it and took the key. When they reached the room, he let her in, following behind and locking the door. He set his ear to it, trying to hear if someone were following them. Never could be too careful.
"Now, before you throw a fireball at me, allow me to explain my offer," the mercenary said, walking over to the table and sitting facing the woman."But first, a question. Have you ever heard of the Black Fang?"
She considered the matter, and replied, "I've heard the name vaguely referenced before, but just the name. It has no significance to me."
"In Bern, where I came from, they're an old folk legend; heroes of a time long past. A group of assassins led by the Reed family whose entire goal was the protection of the people from nobles who abused their positions of power," Ambrose explained. "A mage corrupted their operations, sending a woman to seduce the leader of the Fang. A Lycian noble of considerable character was forced to put them down. Thanks to that, the name has a less generous reputation in Lycia.
"But I'm rambling. Point is, they were a guild of assassins that acted on the orders of none but their own consciences. They're dead now, and I've no intention of bringing a story that should remain in the past back to the forefront of history. However, I am the leader of my own guild, the Vanguard, and my intentions are the same as the original Black Fang: the protection of the oppressed through the assassination of the oppressors, with the ultimate goal of assassinating the Emperor of Lycia. My biggest problem is that I am short on manpower. I have some refugees fortifying and repairing a mountain castle for our base of operations, and a few strong men willing to get their hands dirty, but that's not enough.
"I've heard that you lead a group of freedom fighters, too. It occurred to me that it might be beneficial to join forces, mine with yours. Will you join me in my cause?"
The bald man with the huge mustache behind the counter looked him over, then Tangle, then shrugged as he named the price. Ambrose paid it and took the key. When they reached the room, he let her in, following behind and locking the door. He set his ear to it, trying to hear if someone were following them. Never could be too careful.
"Now, before you throw a fireball at me, allow me to explain my offer," the mercenary said, walking over to the table and sitting facing the woman."But first, a question. Have you ever heard of the Black Fang?"
She considered the matter, and replied, "I've heard the name vaguely referenced before, but just the name. It has no significance to me."
"In Bern, where I came from, they're an old folk legend; heroes of a time long past. A group of assassins led by the Reed family whose entire goal was the protection of the people from nobles who abused their positions of power," Ambrose explained. "A mage corrupted their operations, sending a woman to seduce the leader of the Fang. A Lycian noble of considerable character was forced to put them down. Thanks to that, the name has a less generous reputation in Lycia.
"But I'm rambling. Point is, they were a guild of assassins that acted on the orders of none but their own consciences. They're dead now, and I've no intention of bringing a story that should remain in the past back to the forefront of history. However, I am the leader of my own guild, the Vanguard, and my intentions are the same as the original Black Fang: the protection of the oppressed through the assassination of the oppressors, with the ultimate goal of assassinating the Emperor of Lycia. My biggest problem is that I am short on manpower. I have some refugees fortifying and repairing a mountain castle for our base of operations, and a few strong men willing to get their hands dirty, but that's not enough.
"I've heard that you lead a group of freedom fighters, too. It occurred to me that it might be beneficial to join forces, mine with yours. Will you join me in my cause?"
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Thank you Destin, for the awesome mug of Ambrose.