"And you are quite observant. Come on, we have a lot to do. Now, we're both mercenaries."
Fresheya looked around at the group, then hopped over to her patron and began to whisper in his ear:
"Albert, who is this? I see Alicia here, but the others..."
"I did some research, using the information you knew about your acquaintance, Alicia. As a result, I managed to find the 'Iron Hearts' organization. If it weren't for them, you would still be..."
"Aaaah... So, where are we going next?"
"To Heckelia."
"Wow! I wanted to go there too. I didn't really like Boria."
"I guessed."
"They were bothering me..."
"Tiril. You have been placed in the women's quarters."
"Yes, I was surprised myself!"
"Enough. Talk to our leader, Aldric von Folkenrath; he will brief you on the situation."
Alicia jumped over.
"Ali! Ali-Ali! It's terrible there! They make you..." Her tone changed to a conspiratorial one. "Work... And they're all strange there; if you fight someone, the soldiers can punish you. It's a prison, how can it be like that?"