Rising tide - Mel Odom [144]
The caravan master stood looking back at him.
"Aye, sir," Jherek answered.
"You still want that job?"
"Aye, sir."
"Then go put your gear up on that wagon. I'm hiring fighters today."
For a moment, Jherek stood frozen, not realizing for sure what the man had said. Then he nodded and said, "Aye, sir." He crossed to the wagon and tossed his bedroll and pack into the back.
Baldur's Gate was a long way off overland, but at least he was headed in the right direction. He tried not to think of what may lie ahead of him, taking comfort in this small victory.
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