Rolland couldn't help but to give a quick smile to the boy's quick retort to his question. Perhaps too quick since she looked to be relived at the fact, one to be watched but for now he'd let it slide now. Since he'd been taken back by the woman's beauty, Rolland couldn't help to smile towards the two. "Well if its work you won't have much luck unless you would lower yourself to something you exceptionally beautiful mother would have to degrade herself to doing." Referring of course to the ladies of pleasure at the brothel in town, something within him stirred to help the two. Exhaling a breath, looking to the son and then the mother. "There is one other option." Scratching at his goatee.

"If you are truly that desperate for work I might be able to get you work in the keep. Nothing glorious but you'd be warm and fed. Pay would be dismal but being on close staff with the lords and ladies as a serving woman or a kitchen scullion." Reaching to his leather pants placing a small pouch of coin into the woman's hand. "It's not much but should get you out of the cold until the morrow. If you truly seek employment come to keep tomorrow." His hand clasping over hers to ensure that she took the coppers he had on hand. 

Entranced until another guard came along. "Captain news from the north gate. Hurry." Exhaling a sigh, "Miss this where I leave you. Remember my words." quickly mounted his horse to catch up with the other guards. 

Coming up besides Joakim with his horse in a trot, staring out into the crowd of men now gathered around them. Keeping close to the young lord even before the command had been ushered. The leaders were bold to come with a force, it seemed like an attack force more than an envoy to negotiate for terms of service. Rolland didn't trust them though. Keeping watch over the large group, steering his mount next to Gidja. "Go and have the archers line up against the walls, but do so quietly. Go around the keep to avoid suspicion." The seriousness in his eyes was obvious, he'd rather be prepared against them just encase. "Do this for me and I'll give you a rank." Speaking quietly to avoid the soldiers from noticing.

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Though it wasn't noticeable Jovan had appreciated the help Gregar had given him up to the table of nobles, nodding to Ayca to follow behind them. Groaning as he sat down, finally able to sit comfortably for a while at least. Taking a deep breath before he spoke to answer his dear friends questions, Ayca on the other hand wasted no time in eating as they had made all haste to come to Wintershouse. "You were busy no need to trouble yourself on my account. I am the same, feeling old brother." Leaning his cane against the chair, watching over the others studying their appearance. "On the account of my father and brothers, why do you ask questions to which you already know the answer to. However my father suffers from gout currently, the rich mans disease." 

Though just as suddenly the mercenaries came threw the hall, the three leaders offering their weapons for the Weades. While that was true of the mercenary code but he could tell before they trio had entered that something wasn't right. He could just in the way that they spoke. From how they could get so many more men so fast to wanting the spoils o f certain cities and how he stared at Amber. Exhaling a breath watching Ayca eat. Finding inspiration in the simplest things, musing a small laugh. "Thank you." Tapping her thigh.

Ayca looked him oddly at Jovan as she took a sip of northern wine. Clearing his throat. "Gregar if I may speak freely?" Looking over towards his friend, then back to the three captains. How he'd relish the moment mocking them.

"I commend you gentleman for coming to us, but I am troubled by certain things. First off being that you can field such an army so quickly. Second being that you specifically wanted to plunder Redfield and Osshearth. Odd since there are greater cities about. Third, what if my brother here is merely content on defending and not attacking. Your spoils are gone, so would you be content with pay without spoils? Lastly is the stare you gave to my cousin Lady Rossric, which by rumor you know what had happened. Which is suspicious in its own right since you stared at her. Which makes me think that you had something to do with her exile. Gentleman I'm not stupid, so it is best to come out with your act. A fox is much more cunning than a lumbering oaf with an axe. " Leaving out the stare to this black knight, since he couldn't assess that situation without proper knowledge. Jovan held back since he didn't want to cause too much of a scene before Gregar. If it had been his home, he would've killed them with words alone and then have them arrested for being such idiots.