Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140928161954/@comment-11457306-20140930031208

"What is a compass?" Brihanna asked Daithi.

Daria opened her eyes but did not lift her head. "Brih, Tasha is our compass.  It is a direction finder, used on a ship." That much, she knew.

"Valuril is correct on one point," she said. Maps won't help us. As for supplies," here she looked at Daithi, "I don't know if you heard any of that, M'Lord, but we are not speaking of gourmet meals. Only common food. It is common for mercenaries to live off the land but we cannot do that here. Brihanna makes a valid point.

Also, unforturnately, for us who have not been born in the trees and been climbing since before we could walk, even had we made preparations, our slow progress up the tree with grappling hooks and ropes would have rendered us useless in the fight for we would have arrived too late. As it was, only Tasha from our group was able to help you. We were exhausted from the climb.

She is also correct in that we must have the support of your people. You need our help or you would not be going to such great expense. We are not an army. We are a supplement to your people, who are fighting for their freedom from Dominion rule. We who are from Skyrim understand this desire, even if we are unable to fulfill it for ourselves. May Ulfric rest in peace.

We only ask for your help, M'Lord, while we offer ours. Granted, it is for a price, but we did not have to answer the call. A good Commander takes care of his troops, even if he pays them."