Amber eyed the mercenaries. They were rugged, scruffy looking men. It was curious they should offer themselves for the coming war... And at a good price. She'd see what happened if they were lulled into a sense of false security. Who had sent them, and what were they doing here? Their true motivation couldn't be just coin. She placed a hand on her new sword's hilt.

"And for my father's good health, I would see them recruited," added Amber, following Ash's remark. Doubtless they'd not even heard of his name, let alone his passing.