Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140928161954/@comment-11457306-20140930023727

SkyrimsShillelagh wrote: Valuril eyed them over. A day into a job and they were already considering default? She had half a mind to let them.

"Something wrong?" She asked Brihanna, sounding as concerned as one can in the circumstance. Brihanna turned to face Valuril. She ticked off her issues on the fingers of her right hand. "We have not been fully briefed.  We were not shown or given any maps of the territory.  We were sent into an ambush with no preparation.  We were not told we would be climbing trees.  We are not being given proper food." She switched to her left hand. "We are not allowed to pick our own food.  Our horses were taken from us without warning.  We were belittled on the first day by that Finbar fellow who may or may not be a traitor.  We are mocked by most of the others.

I'd go on, but I'm about to run out of fingers. It would seem to me that this operation needs a bit more planning at the very least--and at the most the rest of your people should accept us. You are paying us a lot of money to help. Did you not consider what that might mean? We can bring our weapons and our skills, but we can't bring enough food to feed ourselves throughout the campaign and we sure as seven hells can't provide a Seer to tell us what you won't."

Daria would have stopped Brihanna after the fifth finger, but she was too tired. She lay her head down on the table and closed her eyes.