The inn was full of would be adventurers, all ready to go into the town for the rescue, and the reward. A scholar looking elf stood by a knight, and both were infront of a map of the city.
"Now, listen up!" The knight yelled as he looked at all the people. "Balren will now give you all the information we have. Stay quiet, because he will only go over this once." He said, then moved out of the way.
"Thank you." The elf said, then looked at the crowd. "Ladies and gentleman. First, I want to thank you all for coming here and and risking your life for the princess. But, as I said, you are risking your life." He said. "This mission will incredibly dangerous, and I won't be surprised if most of you die in the town." He said. "The plague spreads in your bloodstream. So if you get a cut, you better cover it fast." He warned.
"Next, mosquitoes are a problem, but it seems like the gods have not completely forgotten us. You only have to worry about infected mosquitoes, which a three times larger than normal. Their blood sacs also glow in the dark, but only when they are awake." Balren warned them.
"Infact, all creatures that are infected have strange and dangerous mutations. It will be easy to tell what is infected, and what is not." He told them. "Looters are also an issue, but most run away when they see you. The town is lost, so let them take whatever if you want. Or fight them, it's up to you." He told them.
"We believe the princess is in the castle, as that is the place she is most familiar with. Your job is to find her, and bring her here." He told them.
"One last thing, and this isn't pretty. If you are infected, you maybe able to save yourself. It takes several hours to become sick. If you, well, lose the infected area, by cutting it off or cauterizing it." He told them. "That is all the information we have for you. Again, the city is lost, so you are allowed to take anything you wish, but we will not come in to carry you out if you get weighed down." He said. "We suggest that you leave in the morning. It will be easier to see then. Travel alone, or with a group, that is up to you." He said. "My the gods, who ever you follow, grant you success."
"You heard the man. Dismiss!" The knight yelled at them.
Jericho was sitting at the bar, cleaning his rifle as the scholar talked. He listened to him talk, but he looked around the bar, making note of any important people.
Maybe he can use his charm to get a body shield or two. There were a few half orcs that looked like they could be useful.
"Here is your drink." The bartender said, and Jericho nodded and started to drink. He then got and Idea and looked at the barkeep. "Got any paper?" He asked.
After a few moments, and getting some paper, Jericho moved to a table that gave him the best view of the map. After he sat down, he pulled out a quill and started to draw.