Lungworth

Not a bad speech. At least, it's better than Guy expected from her. Equal reward – a very powerful argument for any mercenary, but does she understand what she's getting into? He wanted to find out more about what kind of people would be his companions, but Gulveig asked him first, and he had to answer first.

She approaches, looks you in the eye, asks for your name, where you're from, what your faith is, why you decided to become a mercenary... And asks for more details about your skills than just "specialist in one-handed/two-handed/throwing toothpicks."

-- Guy. From the West. Not sure about his convictions. He's been a mercenary all his life, it's his calling. I'm like your drunk dad, -- he allowed himself a smile. -- I can knock someone out so hard they'll drop dead instantly, but sometimes I can miss, I can get hit in the head and knocked out, and so on. In short, I'm not a master swordsman, I'm not a perfect soldier, I'm not a Telos universal killing machine, -- Guy had already seen Asterion. Who is this guy? A random thug, a personal bodyguard from some aristocratic father, or maybe even a husband? -- But I'm an experienced warrior, and every other blow I strike is devastating. And also, I know how to work stealthily when needed, and this friend of mine, -- Guy gently patted the flamberge on its guard. -- won't be a hindrance to me.