The silhouette of the sheep with no wool walked through the night as he has now gotten on a grasp on how to appease the jester and pass her test. Now it was time to prepare for the so called “exquisite” entertainment. Oh, Inan imagining lights emerging, and laughs converging within the void almost made him swoon. Now the first requirement for his plan was money. That was no secret. For the young prophet always made enough for him to get by but for what was to come, he needed much more and quickly at that. Word through the grapevine was that there has been a camp of bandits on the outskirts of Orario just near the plains. The hideout however was unknown but fortunately, guards from the city were tasked with finding the camp. Inan walked up to a guard on the outside of the Orario base. “Hello there sir. I was curious, why exactly there are so many men out here?” The tall, muscular knight looked down at Inan and looked at him as if he was assessing his worth. “Didn’t you hear? There have been a serious number of raids and robberies on the main road that leads out of the plains. We have reason to believe that there have been a group of bandits camped somewhere but it’s well hidden. Me and my men have been looking for it for a couple of days now.” So there was a group of ruffians on the road and if the rumor of this bandit camp was true then there could be a stash of pinched goods inside as well. It was a long shot but it wouldn’t hurt to check. The young prophet tapped on his chin in thought. “Mind if I help you?” The Guard folded his arms at Inan's request. “I was just about to ask you for some help. You look thin but your eyes…. They seemed to have seen some odd things. “ It was then that Inan’s smile widen and he held his hand out to the Guard Captain. “Then it’s settled. My name is Inan Alburex the adventurer.” The Captain shook Inan’s hand. “John Strife. Captain of the 13th Orarian Guard platoon. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance Inan. Come with me and we can discuss how you can contribute to the search.”
