At the Guild the following morning, Quinlan found his party's name beneath a contract requiring Grade Six adventurers.
He read the qualification again.
*Minimum party grade: Six.*
*Exception: Unbound, by express request of the client.*
"..."
Ayame leaned against his arm to inspect the notice, her blue eyes traveling down to the name at the bottom.
"How thoughtful of Captain Veshara."
Vex stopped beside them.
"That bitch again."
The contract concerned an island fortress used by several pirate companies. From its sheltered anchorage, their ships preyed on the merchant traffic entering and leaving Sarthal. The harbor guard intended to take the stronghold and was hiring adventurers to accompany its troops.
Quinlan remembered the captain offering him a fortress assault while they stood amid the wreckage she'd made of his inn.
Apparently, she still had a place for him.
"Grade Six?"
