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"Yes, the situation seems dire but that doesn't answer my question. What do you want me to do?"

"Very well. I agree. Is there anything else you wish to say?" asked Zeth.

Zeth locks the window in every possible way, then then lowers his head.

"Forgive me, Lord Romskog."

Zeth then returns to his meditation.

(I think I'm done for tonight elliot)

Kanahk and Archemedes meet in the back of the inn, secretly.
"Where is this 'shop' you spoke of, Archemedes"
Archemedes: Right this way down the alley way. you peacekeepers are great swordsmen but we need and edge incase we run into trouble in the lycan isles.
the two of them walk down the cobblestone road and find an alley way where a man stands in the shadows.

Zeltrith: The gryphon bite the thunder
Archemedes: and the lightning grows envious and lays waste to the skies.
Zeltrith: Ah so you are the clients.
Archemedes: indeed.
Archemedes pulls out a bag of platinum shillings and tosses it over to the shady figure.
The stealthy merchant catches the bag eagerly and the motions to the two of them to follow him into the alley.
he takes out a long green organic looking whip covered in thorn like barbs he ties it in a large loop and spins it around making a portal. within the portal an a set of shelves appear with all sorts of weapons and armaments.
Zeltrith: I have grenades, i have poison tipped shurikens, i have aqualungs, i have corrosive foam projectors, and i have a murder of razor birds; the charm to control them is included.
"That seems like a bit much for a simple negotiation"
Archemedes: Consider it a precautionary measure. We'll take all of it my good man.
Zeltrith: Excellent
The merchant reaches for the shelves and packages up the requested items and then gives them to archemedes and Kanahk.
Zeltrith: Pleasure doing buisness with you.
Archemedes and Kanahk head back to the inn with their less than legal purchases and await the next day.

Kutor: I am a peacekeeper from the east. My name is Kutor. I am not here to fight you, no need to worry. I require your help. But before i ago into specifics. this must stay between us, it is th eonly way i can ensure Romskog's safety.

Kutor leans forward and meets Esrien's gaze.
Kutor: Its not me you have to worry about. Its those war mongering Rojoans that he has a truce with that can't know you are helping me. If they knew who you work for and that you were aiding us it would make the truce null and void. Then the North would be fair game just like the east and west.

Kutor: I am talking about the entire northern territory not just you and your fellow peacekeepers. I am not asking every last one of Romskog's men i am asking you and a few of your colleagues to come and lend your skills to our cause so we can end this war. you will be rewarded. we just don't want to drag anymore people into this than we have to.