Recent content by Roland Grayson

So far the job was sounding reasonable enough if a bit demanding. That was not so unusual as clients tended to try to squeeze every copper for all it was worth when it came to jobs. Two to three untrained robbers wouldn't be too hard for the promised pay. Their effect on the local trade and...

The amount of gold might be too little or too much. So far he had no idea what kind of situation he would walk into. That amount of gold made it difficult to predict what was happening. The best he could hope for was this person just really wanted a small group dead and the worst was this person...

The shift to more of his work mode than his work persona had finally finished. The smirk was less present than before. He was sitting straighter. More focus in his eyes. His energies had changed for those more aware of such things. Roland was ready to discuss business rather than "business."...

The response to his flirting got a raised brow from Roland at first. The moment she stated that she was his client though it went back down. Made sense now why she had said it the way she had. He kept up the smirk and the energy but was already shifting to a more serious mindset. "Ah my client...

The sellsword passively watched the room from his seat as he nursed his pint of stout. Was expecting ale but stout worked very well too. Princess had taken to the table and was enjoying her cream and water as well. A few eyes on the pair. An obvious reaction to how good looking they were. Never...

The eclipse had been a waking nightmare around the world. Monsters. Magic. Mayhem. All the things mundane folks were horrified by skulking about in the menacing dark. All of it knocking upon the door before bursting in after a soft "go away" was murmured. Roland needed away from it after the...

Princess climbed over Roland's shoulders and into her nest in his backpack as his frown deepened from the confirmation that the third of the present priests didn't know what was going on. She could sense his frustration and knew now wasn't the time for attention. His focus was going to the job...

The guardsman was annoyed and clearly didn't care about people's experiences or skills. A warm body for the defensive pyre was all they wanted. He kept on smiling but now was when he would frown. This was revealing in a bad way. Whoever started up this state of emergency didn't have a clear plan...

The woman in front of Roland was making a scene. She went on about not being fair. Not agreeing to things. Pretty much just reacting emotionally to a situation of guaranteed pay during a lockdown and state of emergency. Not the sort he enjoyed working with when things got rough. And right now...

"Arms up higher you bastard!" The sellsword raised his shoulders slightly higher into the air. "I said higher!" "This is the highest I can raise them." One arm supported the cat the other was being used to both pet and shield her from the yelling guard. "Then drop the damn cat or I'll...

His eyes followed her as she approached him. The sound of her cloak as it hit the floor was noted yet ignored for now. Slowly she made her way then mounted him. His shirt coming off as her little taunt left her lips. Tired already? Yes, but not for this. A bit of a second wind hit him and he...

Things had only grown more chaotic. Briar was ordering the guard that arrived around and had laid claim to the living bandit. One the guard didn't fight to protest against. He just made sure to yell to the guard to inform the elder these men were part of the bandits that had slaughtered the...

To say things escalated was an understatement. Roland watched and could do nothing about what played out after he had taken one of his opponents' daggers. Briar suddenly showed up with his shortsword in her hand. The scarred bandit made a comment then found the pointy end in his gut. Bastard got...

The woman didn't close that little bit of distance for the kiss. Seemed she wanted to tease or make him be the one to claim her. Fine. No kissing then. He could work with that as well as give her what she seemed to want so badly. Roland walked Briar back closer to the bed. A smirk crossed his...

Instead of Weylin I might go with Roland here. He fits what you are wanting to do better than Weylin does even if Weylin is more familiar with the area and culture.