Reiner but a booted foot up on one of the chairs and took another drink of the ale before setting the clay vessel down on the table and retrieving his apple.

[b]"What I want Sergeant, is to do you a favor, well more accurately I want to do the Duke a favor and that favor is you."[/b] Reiner took another bite of the apple and crunched thoughtfully.

[b]"You see its that whole living to tell the tale of it part. I'm not much for politics myself. If Im going to stab somone in the back I use a knife, but as I understand it there are a bunch of Ostland bully boys who want to put a knife in you and probably kick you in the crotch while their at it. Make'em big heroes back in Ostland with the Count you see."[/b] Reiner rolled his eyes.

[b]"Like the Count of Ostland dosent' want half of the bloody Empire dead for one damn thing or another,"[/b] he munched on around his mouthful of fruit.

[b]"Now our friend the Duke, he wants to protect you from them on account of his Cousin, but he dosen't want to hang a bunch of Ostlanders and piss off The other Counts, of whom I have now lost count,"[/b] Reiner made a vague gesture, twirling a hand in a rolling motion.

[b]"So he asks me, Reiner, my old friend and confidant, do you think you might be able to help me sort out this thorny problem. And I says Duke my old friend, if its the Cydric Becker who I saw go over the wall with the Ostlander's at Skaleberj, I can probably make two openings in my company this very morning and get him down river by nightfall..."[/b]

Reiner suddenly choked on his apple and tumble backwards off his chair his eyes wide with shock. He hit the floor hard and his head bounced on the slate flooring. Camilla had stepped from the bedroom without realizing that there was company. Consequently she was still naked save for a sheet she had clasped indifferently in one hand.

[b]"Suffering bloody Sigmar woman,"[/b] the mercenary groaned, making no attempt to get up keeping his gaze fixed on the ceiling to spare Camilla's modesty.
[b]
"Did you fall of an oil painting or something?"[/b]

Camilla lifted the sheet to more or less cover her nakedness but didn't retreat back into the bedroom. Instead she glanced from Cydric to the recumbent Reiner and arched a dark eyebrow.

[b]"Or something Mien Herr,"[/b] she responded dryly, [b]"I trust you have a good reason for delaying my breakfast?" [/b]

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