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“And to victory,” Gunny replied as Hale and Trig retreated to their own quarters. The optimism boost was mostly for herself, a high note to sleep on before the fight ahead. Gunny paid a relative fortune for lodging overnight, but at least it was private. The storehouse was filled with the...

Gunny visibly cringed at Trig’s offer. His complaining attitude was not at all appealing in a man. Nor was there enough ale in this inn to reconsider. The only scenario they were sharing a bed was if they were both dead and the infirmary was out of places to put the bodies. Yet another reason to...

“Friends call me Gunny,” Gunhild replied to Hale. “And I think I’ll need of a couple of those before this is over. Friends that is. I mean, I’ll take the ale too.” As the fresh round of ales arrived, Gunny lifted hers in a toast to Hale and Trig. “A toast to our luck. May it be better than it...

Gunhild of Merick The Cooked Cat, Sigton Gunny was grateful to find a kindred spirit in the crowded bar. She did not hesitate to join he orange-tuniced man called Hale at his table. He seemed to have more faith in her bow than the barmaid. Still, the latter’s warning weighed on Gunny’s mind...

The Cooked Cat, Sigton “Cooked Cat? Not even I’m that poor…” Gunhild of Merick found herself in an inn known as The Cooked Cat. Despite the name, it seemed a popular enough place in Sigton. This appeared to be the rest stop for all mercenaries headed into battle. Certainly, they were dressed...