I glance over my small troop, clutching the cold handle of my sword. Some old face, a few new. I already heard about the new laws, in other words Caeser we were know hiring Barbarians to help ease out on the problem of dealing with the newer climate.

Which means I get to deal with a barbarian! I can barely maintain my happiness. Apparently they have a cute sounding language that sounds like "bar bar". How adorable! And some of them have these bluish tattoos. Or just look so strong.

I clear my throat in an effort to hide my growing smile and blush at just the idea of a Barbarian ally. I turn to the new face on the far right of the group. Right, okay, come on Avery. Stay nice and calm.

"State your name."