That morning Dothren had stepped out to deal with a couple of problems with a few nobles. He now walked into the small courtyard of his guildhall, fallowing him closely was two of lieutenants. As he reached the stairs a small group of royal guards followed a young, but important, looking lad. The boy seemed a little frustrated with something as he stormed after the captain yelling insults at him with every step. The two lieutenants tried not to laugh as Dothren pushed open the door. [i]Come on out, or let us in Captain, former King or not, I should not be expected to wait this long for anyone. Im quite certain that most of the group feels the same way. [/i]. Redswift words rang out just as Dothren stepped through. With a sigh,  [i]sorry for the wait everyone. I has to deal with the Advisor's brat.[/i] A few of the guild members that were watching laughed as the the guards grabbed the young noble,  and pulled him towards the palace. 

Dothren looked over the group that had formed on his doorstep. It had been a while since he'd seen any elven royalty. He gave Redswift a small elven greeting. The tall pile of metal could hopefully move He recognized the dwarf from the party.  It seems that the portal mage that he hired was here. Aside from a few others the rest of the potential recruits seemed to be pretty normal looking. 

[i] Listen up, [/i] his voice rang out loud and clear,  [i]the Black Band is the most successful mercenary guild in the land. If you are accepted then money and fame will be yours. That is if you are accepted. Hear me now, some of you fools will die during the trails. For we do not accept the weak.[/i] He let those words settle as a few left.  [i] Those who wish to join fallow me. Once inside you will sign a contact. After that you will be given a room, and will attend the welcoming feast later tonight. You will be free to explore the guildhall after filling out the contract.[/i]

Dothren walked to the  doors, and moved into the greathall. A hand full of lieutenants awaited the newcomers. He walked past them, and grabbed a one of the contracts. Each one had a list of personal information. As in were to send your corpse, or anything else that would be important to you. Looking over it for a moment he nodded, then whispered something into the closest lieutenants ear. The lieutenant nodded, then started barking orders to the newcomers. 

Dothren moved up to a balcony that over looked the greathall. Waiting for him was a figure in a dark robe. He gave the figure a friendly greeting then began to talk about the recruits. The robed figure seemed happy.