Marcus as you walk over to the old man and apologize he nods his head in understanding at your statement. "Just remember even the strongest warrior eventually needs to sleep, and to do that they must trust those at their back." the old man offers for advice before you depart. Raising his hand up in greeting to Crystal who had waved to him.

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As you walk out the door the voice of Agimaex fills your ear, loud enough for only you to hear, clearly a spell. "Swift hunting detective, and may the Mother never stand before you."


As Oetychus begins to make a display in the middle of the taproom that is thankfully empty except for the old man in the corner and your hostess it begs to question if he will reveal you to your enemies before you ever even know who they are? He seems quick to seek praise and always looks to stand out in some way which while not a bad thing will make it much harder to move around unseen as a secretive group as the letter suggested you would be. Could he be trusted or was he a spy, only time will tell as you all make your way out of the Golden M and follow the main road south towards the southern doors to the village.

It doesn't take the party long to learn where to look for the mercenaries as by the time they get to the gate separating Old Haven from Sheperd's door they can hear the sounds of people arguing coming from the west. Following along the wall they come to a rather small looking temple of the Lovers. Unlike in most cities this one seems rather humble looking, with the marble and granite statues depicting the lovers being only vaguely humanoid. Outside the church stands a woman with flowing red hair that falls down to her ankles, tied in braids as well as a man of average height, and oddly white hair given how young he looks. In the mans hands is a shovel, though it is clear his other hand keeps on gripping onto something by his side, before them stands the mercinary company you were told about. "If you want your little temple here to be protected from the beast you will pay us or our boys simply won't come to this neighborhood when we hear its cry." the leader, a large burly orc with two tusk clearly protruding form his mouth says to the woman in a burlap sack. "Sir as I have already told you I do not trade in material wealth, only the wealth of the living soul. You will find no coin here." the woman says. However it is clear that unlike the young woman, the male by her side is less eager to talk with these highwaymen. All around the area a crowd is starting to gather to watch the scene unfold.