Jerrin nodded at Isek's questions and folded his large arms while thinking. "Thanks, hopefully the other might see it and come. The reason we came to Magnolia this early in our annual route was so we could get help from Fairy Tail. We have heard a lot of great things about y'all y'know." A look of concern came across his face as he recollected the recent attacks. "Come to my tent. I wish to speak with you privately. I don't wish to spread any more despair to my people."

	Jerrin led Isek to a larger tent, closer to the center of camp. It had a decent bit of headroom to spare for the tall heavily built man and was only outfitted with a thick treated canvas floor, a dresser, a cot and a small table with two chairs, in the center of which had an oil lamp. Hit lit the lamp and took a seat, gesturing Isek to do the same. "Go on, take a load off, make yourself comfortable. As I said before, I'm not entirely sure who is doing this. Normally, run of the mill bandits pose no threat, even if they do have magic because they aren't well trained. We even have a good number of mages in our caravan, but they haven't been able to successfully fight them off, much less defeat them." He was silent for a moment again before continuing. 

	"We are certain there are multiple mages because there are more than one magic type. We have seen fire, water, thunder, and multiple blade wounds. Then, just as fast as they arrive, they are gone again. We are outmatched here. If it was just us being raided, I'd give them all I had to keep them off us. But they just burn our wares and kill our people. The lucky few that got a glimpse and lived to tell just say that they see these men in hoods and black clothes disappearing into a mist after the slaughter." He then stood up and went to the top of his dresser where a jug and two tankards sat. He fills the two tankards and hands Isek one. "That is why I sent out a flyer in hopes to hire your guild. Fairy Tail is known across the land for housing some of the strongest mages seen. I thought 'if anyone was up to the task it would be them'. Hopefully, soon, we can put this all behind us, and if your friends don't show, well, you are in for a tidy sum all to yourself." He then lifted his tankard up to Isek to drink on it. "So what say you to that? Will you help us?"

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	Dremmick smiled so broadly that you could see it in his eye. "Ah, there's that smile I love to see. I'd do anything to see that face every day." It was odd, really. Dremmick had never been this close to anybody in his life. Sure there was Ander and Terra, but he saw them more like family. Ris was something different. Of coarse she knew him a little while he still looked fairly normal, however, through all of his changes, grotesque as they are. She still stays by his side, as if she still sees him for who he is instead of what he has become. If he were to choose, he could live in this day forever.
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	"Well now," Dremmick said as he was walking hand in hand with Ris again back toward the guild, "I know this oddly turned into you taking me around town, seeing as how I didn't know that much about the town to begin with, which I am sorry for considering I should have known more about this place by now, but I can definitely say I enjoyed myself. You?" he chuckled. "I wonder if anybody decided to join that guy on that mission. As much as I don't like him, the mission did seem like it should at least be looking into. I'll have to see if Ander knows anything about it.