Fredric steps forward.
"We might, but it would only be to miss a golden opportunity on both our parts..."
He pauses meaningfully.
"The garrison defending Kerthac (the nearest town) has recently been sent on maneuvers to deal with pirates and raiders that have been assaulting the northern villages, leaving Kerthac ripe for the picking... My associates and I," he gestures to the rest of the party,"Are too few to loot the town properly, and so came seeking your clan with hopes that an arrangement might be reached."
He chuckles slightly,
"I might note, that trade in Kerthac has been booming of late... The calf is fatted and ripe for the slaughter."
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