[center][h1][color=598527]Ansgar Staudinger[/color][/h1][/center]

	Ansgar was simply one of the numerous bodies that found themselves being coralled towards the square where some royal decree of some sort, or another, was to be made. The soldier himself had not been awake for terribly long, and had a pounding headache from the night of hard drinking. Frankly, he was surprised he was awake right now, and so early too! That had been his life the past few days since he arrived here in the capitol, was drinking himself into a coma and ignore the refugees as best he could. Unlike quite a few good samaritans that had been helping refugees and the like, the man had fled from the now conquered island quite a few years prior to that. Yet here he was, faced with once again the prospect of going back south towards such places. It was unlikely anyone who knew him had survived, which made him rather less averse to the idea of the matter. However, he had to figure out a group that would march their happy asses down there and not die. He didn't wear the colors of his home anymore, it was too obvious if someone was trying to track him these days still for what happened, yet he did spot something that might be of use. Two wearing the colors of Rjaskav, long standing enemies of his own home nation. There seemed to be another who seemed interested in helping, but he could not get a solid read on him. Too much of a hangover, really. Yet he didn't feel any real ill will towards them. The infighting between both nations was as much keeping one another sharp, as it was anything else.

	Since he had no identifying markings that related him to Solvnir and, by all accounts, both nations were wiped out, there was no qualms on the part of Ansgar with working with the two. They seemed competent enough, and he casually approached the two of them, lance resting on his shoulders, walking with a relaxed gait, apparently unconcerned with the royal decree's hidden motives. Why waste state manpower when you could con glory seekers and those trying to make their fortune to do the work for you? It made sense to the former Solvnir soldier, so he gave it no further thought. Rather, he spoke at the two Rjaskav men, since he caught the tail end of one mentioning heading down southwards to do some scouting on the matter, follow through with the royal decree, all that fine business. [color=598527]"Waiting only delays the inevitable, eh? Got no stake in the matter outside survival, but that is as fine a stake as any, I would wager."[/color] Riches really meant little to Ansgar, as long as he could afford his next drink, he was happy. Odd behavior for a man of Solvnir, but he had distanced himself as much as he could, at least off the field of battle. In a fight? It would likely give him away as a former member of their standing army. But, for now? They likely would not be able to tell the difference.

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