Daphne looks impatient and says "Your legs may not need water or food but they better be good at running because I am not taking you in my horse", she says in a not-very friendly manner to the stranger. She then turns to Kalfie and says "I may remember but we need someone with great experience to take us South...remember we are talking about Death's mouth here".
OCC: Krakyn, dud you add in party order that we are looking for Scout to help us?
With a smirk on his face Toranez blurts out a reply
Sounds like you need a good man Daphne, Be surprised at speed of my feet, May not out run a horse but go for longer they do. While you sleep for 8 hours I will sleep for just 6. If you beat me to destination by more then 2Hours I will reward you with all my gold....
OOC :Home time, be back tomorrow
Roars laughing "Indeed what a prize, an empty purse!" after several minutes he calms down.
Wipes a tear from his face "Be sure to make that offer to the thieves as they run you down perhaps you will by time to hide and make good on an escape."
"hmmm you seem to be broke and we are still in need of a strong arm so good sir we face a choice. Do you wish to become my hireling and I will supply a horse and your take will be 50% of one third of the wages and booty we collect?"
With a frown on his face Toranez looks down at Ramza
Me on a horse!, I would be faster on your back right Ramza?
Ramza seemed to understand to some degree making a loud yelping sound as if he was in serious pain, Toranez looked up towards the stables
That has to be the ugliest horse I have ever seen. Its legs not as big as mine, Its head not as big as mine, Its body not as big as mine. Its hair. . That horse needs a brush. I hope that is not the one Kalfie brings back.
Toranez packs up his things and gets ready to set off towards the fires. With his bow around his shoulder, the arrows tucked safely in the quiver, The spikes, Skin Dye, Torch's and Rations packed into the small sack and slung over his other shoulder, The 7foot spear with the shining sharp blade in one hand, The rope pulling poor ole Ramza along in the other.
Bring on the adventure!