Tiaral

Jert caught Aldric's ambiguous gaze, which seemed to say, "You brought her here, so you pay." At the very least, it became clear that he would have to cover most of the required amount himself, or send the unemployed girl to suffer alone. "You're thinking along the right lines, but your approach is a little off," Jert said, trying to maintain a friendly tone while still being persuasive. "You understand that you've lost your job. That means you now have problems with housing and food. Either you'll have to wander around looking for odd jobs and risk being cheated, or you can join our organization, where you'll have food and shelter. Plus, a significant portion of our funding is currently going towards our development. After all, the 'Iron Hearts' are not just some gang. We are actively developing in various areas. Soon, if you decide to join us, you will have access to a good forge, your own tavern where you can drink with cultured people, not just bandits and vagrants, and your own hunting grounds where you can hone and improve your skills to the point where you can defeat any average Visterian. In any case, right now you have the status of a defeated warrior. By working with us, you will gain the status of a respectable mercenary. And soon, if you continue to improve yourself, you will earn a decent amount of money. But for now, you should settle for 3 gold coins a month."