Lovely this time of year, or generally.
This year, not so much.
Gemu chuckles as he re-reads the beginning of his open letter.
He continues writing, looking out of the window as a bird flies past, fish in its' mouth.
Unless you happen to have been on a particularly heavy drinking session in the Docklands district, or are deaf, you may have noticed we're under siege.
Gemu sighs irritatedly as the 'e' in siege smudges.
If you haven't noted the parchment notices around the city, you probably need filling in:
The Chief-Merchant of Mitoua, Okane Baggu, has decreed that any freelance guild who can succesfully break this, and I quote, 'fair city''s siege will be granted 500,000 gold, to spend as they wish.
As such, I am searching for four freelance fighters to assist me, with an 100,000 gold share if we succeed.
Gemu looks again out of his window, at the camps of the Orcish army beyond the city walls, lit up like so many fireflies in the night.
Attached are several signup slips, message them to... and we'll meet at the clock tower on the 16th of this month.
Unless the orcish army have managed to build a siege machine, and level it by then.
Name: Gemu Masuta
Occupation: Mercenary (Currently unemployed)
Fighting Style: Lancer
Weapon (s): Iron Lance, short steel sword and shield, horse (Uma)
Appearance: Gemu is pretty tall for his age, and pretty slim from riding training. He generally wears light armour, to give his horse a break from heavy lifting, and a bandana around his neck to keep away dust and such whilst riding. He has grey eyes, and pale skin. His hair is black. He has a serious face. His armour and shield's heraldry is a bear, which has been part-covered with a sword.
Personality: Gemu can be short-tempered, and hates losing time. He is very money motivated, like most mecenaries. He finds other people amusing, in their interractions with one another. His work distracts him a lot of the time, and his social life is patchy at best. He doesn't really work as a team player unless necessary.