Ferric parked his cart near the gates, getting out along with his son. "Well, me and my boy will be doing some work repairing the cart and making sure our mules are alright. Doubtful that we'll leave today due to her injury. But if you're still around, I'll be more than willing to hire you two to come with us to Gransys! Roads are mighty dangerous this time around and frankly, I was planning to hire some guards anyways. So why not hire some people I'm familiar with eh?" Pylia turned to you and nods. "Doesn't sound like a bad deal. I'm all tapped out for magic anyways, so some time to rest would be nice. Maybe we could find some others here who'll be willing to take the job too. More hands make lighter work, yeah?"

There was many adventuring looking folk loitering around the camp, doing business with various traders, resting, or rough-housing. Surely one of them would be willing to take up this job.