Claus squinted his eyes and rubbed them as he went outside, it was sunny and a mild breeze, lovely weather in fact.
-"I've been in there far to long." He stated bluntly, and began walking towards the center of the town.
He wore his now cleaned up gambeson which didn't smell for a change.
Claus was strolling through the streets of Nyhem, they were more populated than when he had arrived a few days ago. The normal order of things quickly return apparently, sure the people didn't look happy or anything. But to be honest, the weather is far to nice to be groveling over dead monarchs.
Claus was in no hurry, casually getting a good look at the city where he walked.
After some time he saw some of his men in a cluster talking to each other, he smirked and tried to get as close as possible to see how long it would take them to notice him. Which wasn't very long at all, since one of them quickly spotted him and cheered his name, making the entire group jog over to him.
-"Ey cap! Where ya been?" One of the men shouted, almost embracing his captain.
-"I've been on trial in the keep, apparently important people... OOOF" claus began explaining, but was hastily and vigorously embraced by a trooper which didn't have the same restraint as the first one. Claus carried on with a slight strain to his voice.
-"My man, if you don't release me i will have you reprimanded." A sigh of release followed by a smile showed that Claus didn't really mean the last claim.
-"As i said, the important people apparently don't appreciate a small army marching into their city, guess it rubs them the wrong way." He carried on, his men laughed and two of them bumped fists.
-"So now i need to talk to the officers of the Steel fist to make sure non of you crazies planned to bust me out or something." Followed by a much smaller cheer, almost sounding guilty. Claus knew his men too well.
-"So now, you will go around and get this word around, i need to..." Claus began commanding, but was interrupted by a cough which made him turn around.
It was a man in a nice yellow jacket, with a green beret with a red feather fastened with a silver brooch. He was holding a letter.
-"Claus Rotstein?" He spoke. Returned with a.
-"Yes?" From Claus.
-"I carry a message from the lord regent to you and the Steel fist mercenaries." He said and handed over the letter. Claus made a rather surprised but exited expression and looked at his men before reading the letter.
-"What does it say cap?" One of the men nervously questioned.
Claus kept reading for a while longer, then closed the letter and faced his men.
-"Seems we got work to do!" He excitedly announced. Followed by excited looks from his men.
He then began barking orders, with a smirk on his lips and as the men had all scattered, he went back to the inn where he had stayed and quickly gathered his clothing and put it on.
Guarding the keep with the fancy people, now that's important business.
-"I've been in there far to long." He stated bluntly, and began walking towards the center of the town.
He wore his now cleaned up gambeson which didn't smell for a change.
Claus was strolling through the streets of Nyhem, they were more populated than when he had arrived a few days ago. The normal order of things quickly return apparently, sure the people didn't look happy or anything. But to be honest, the weather is far to nice to be groveling over dead monarchs.
Claus was in no hurry, casually getting a good look at the city where he walked.
After some time he saw some of his men in a cluster talking to each other, he smirked and tried to get as close as possible to see how long it would take them to notice him. Which wasn't very long at all, since one of them quickly spotted him and cheered his name, making the entire group jog over to him.
-"Ey cap! Where ya been?" One of the men shouted, almost embracing his captain.
-"I've been on trial in the keep, apparently important people... OOOF" claus began explaining, but was hastily and vigorously embraced by a trooper which didn't have the same restraint as the first one. Claus carried on with a slight strain to his voice.
-"My man, if you don't release me i will have you reprimanded." A sigh of release followed by a smile showed that Claus didn't really mean the last claim.
-"As i said, the important people apparently don't appreciate a small army marching into their city, guess it rubs them the wrong way." He carried on, his men laughed and two of them bumped fists.
-"So now i need to talk to the officers of the Steel fist to make sure non of you crazies planned to bust me out or something." Followed by a much smaller cheer, almost sounding guilty. Claus knew his men too well.
-"So now, you will go around and get this word around, i need to..." Claus began commanding, but was interrupted by a cough which made him turn around.
It was a man in a nice yellow jacket, with a green beret with a red feather fastened with a silver brooch. He was holding a letter.
-"Claus Rotstein?" He spoke. Returned with a.
-"Yes?" From Claus.
-"I carry a message from the lord regent to you and the Steel fist mercenaries." He said and handed over the letter. Claus made a rather surprised but exited expression and looked at his men before reading the letter.
-"What does it say cap?" One of the men nervously questioned.
Claus kept reading for a while longer, then closed the letter and faced his men.
-"Seems we got work to do!" He excitedly announced. Followed by excited looks from his men.
He then began barking orders, with a smirk on his lips and as the men had all scattered, he went back to the inn where he had stayed and quickly gathered his clothing and put it on.
Guarding the keep with the fancy people, now that's important business.