Roda the Red
Nitpicker of swords
Serge had spent a good while relaxing at the tavern's counter, ocassionally taking sips of his glass of wodka, it was quite the strong drink yet not without a slight aroma as well as a decent aftertaste, and at this point the alcohol was starting to get to him, nothing major though.
Soon enough a well dressed Utterlin stepping inside of the tavern, and just a moment later he was talking to Hughing about the possibility of a contract, a seafaring bodyguard job in order to find the "lost" continent of Pengiros, a name Serge had heard a few times but never cared much to learn about in detail...Serge was certainly not against the idea, he had never actually fought against pirates, so maybe they could pose a challenge, and they could even come across some dangerous monsters. Yeah, the mercenary was completely on board with the idea.
"That map looks convincing enough, i see no reason to reject"
Soon enough a well dressed Utterlin stepping inside of the tavern, and just a moment later he was talking to Hughing about the possibility of a contract, a seafaring bodyguard job in order to find the "lost" continent of Pengiros, a name Serge had heard a few times but never cared much to learn about in detail...Serge was certainly not against the idea, he had never actually fought against pirates, so maybe they could pose a challenge, and they could even come across some dangerous monsters. Yeah, the mercenary was completely on board with the idea.
"That map looks convincing enough, i see no reason to reject"