**In the very center of Epicrin sits Bonfire Park, the largest and most populous of the city parks. Flanked by the Peacekeepers and Machinists central Guildhouses on the west and east respectively, the towering Spire, home of Epicrins government offices, borders it to the north. To the south is incredibly wide central street of The Thoroughfare, which splits and then wraps around the park on all sides to form the city square.
The park itself is a lined with a large ornamental wrought iron fence, with gates at the cardinal directions. The center of the park is a vast, well manicured field spotted with picnic areas, playgrounds and a couple bandstands. Ringing the field are the gardens, countless flower boxes filled with untold varieties of blooms. Ringing the gardens are the arboretum, a serpentining path encircling the park through dense examples of most every tree in Bakara.
Everywhere the people of Bakara wander and enjoy the beauty captured here, in the spot where Solumin freed the city to grow into what it has become.**
**Most of the adults were gathered around a trio of official looking people.
One was a tall, fit man with short spiky brown hair and downturned eyes. His features were long and without blemish, with a strong brow and high, sharp cheekbones. He was dressed in leather armor lined with plates of bone and carried a thick wooden rod as his side maybe 2' long.
The next was a woman, tall and elegant, of obvious elfin descent. He skin was pale and perfect, with slender limbs and neck and waistlength hair of silver. She wore blue robes, spectacles, and a diadem of ivory.
The third was a massive burly man, easily 8' tall and dressed all in assorted furs. He had a giant, bushy black beard and shaven head, his features large and kindly.**
**Several of the youngest children started towards the smaller man but stopped and just avidly watched him, or more accurately, watched the metal doggy.**
Sherwood - Well lad, iffin' it comes to it of course I'll be doin' my best to keep the kiddies safe, but that ain't quite why I'm here. Ya need to talk ta Doggett here about that.
**He slammed one of his massive hands against the back of the hard looking man's shoulder, rocking him but not causing the slightest change of expression.**
Doggett - I take it you are here for the job?
**Most of the children were embarrassed to be caught staring and turned away with a start. One little blond boy defiantly put his hands on his hips and stuck out his tongue.**
**A tall, very slender figure with golden plated boots, and dressed in strapped armor of dark leathers and a peculiarly crimson sleeved right arm, ventured towards the group and officials at the center of the gathering. She had arrived in time to over hear Kherren's inquiry.**
Doggett - Alright, will a list of any affiliations you have and what skills you bring to the table, as well as...
**He brought out a glowing white crystal.**
Doggett - Your oath, while holding this, that your intent here is solely as guards for hire, that you mean no harm, mental, physical or spiritual to anyone here nor will you allow any such harm to befall them if it is within your power to prevent it. Nor will you substitute your own judgment for what constitutes harm in place of mine.
**Hilde thought this was all a bit affected, but she held out her hand for the stone all the same.**
Hilde - I am Hilde Martisse, an Enforcer and member of both the Warrior Brotherhood and Peacekeepers; I swear under the light and by my mortal spirit to uphold the safety of the children on this field trip, and to follow your lead and wishes here stated.
**Doggett eyed him up and down and held up the stone.**
Doggett - This is the Oathkeeper. It will glow scarlet if the holder of it lies. Any oath who freely take an oath while holding it are bound to its magic and will suffer instant and harsh retribution should they willing break or ignore that oath. To get the jo you must, while holding it, swear tha your intent here is solely as guards for hire, that you mean no harm, mental, physical or spiritual to anyone here nor will you allow any such harm to befall them if it is within your power to prevent it. Nor will you substitute your own judgment for what constitutes harm in place of mine.
**Doggett somehow managed to say that all without breath or change of expression.**
Doggett - As for payment, your reward will be a base of 200 gold. Should unforseen dangers occur and anyone proves themselves particularly deserving of a bonus, that will be negotiable. If you are uninterested in gold, we do have certain rare items back at the school, that can be substituted. We reserve the right to claim any items of interest uncovered to recovered during this trek, but most that we do will be added to the list of payment items.
Sherwood - ...the man is a bloody machine.
Dogget - If only. If those terms are agreeable, all I request is for you to state your name and applicable skills as well as your word upon the Oathkeeper.
Tall Elegant Woman - I am Vice Headmaster Saleyoni by the way....if anyone cares...
Dogget - They don't. After your information and name are given, feel free to mingle amongst the other applicants, chaperones and/or students.
Herschell realizes that the real action is going on over where Doggett is. He slides over, and puts his non-dog-holding hand on the Crystal.
"I vow to do no harm to any student or chaperone or wild animal or bug or whatever and to allow no harm to come to any above if I can help it and that I really mean whatever it is you mean when you say harm and that I am over here to be hired as an escort. Or guard, I think Escort has a different meaning maybe."
**From between the crowds came forth a miniscule man, no more than an inch over five feet tall. His face was slender, the skin a dark shade of olive tinged brown by the sun, and with a thin, jet black beard lining the angles of his face, culminating in a small curl at his chin. He was muscular to a degree; well toned, at the very least, and perhaps more limber than robust. Bleached blond silk draped from his shoulders in the shape of a very short-sleeved vest, loose buttons tying together the front flaps, while his matching pants drooped down to his sandals.**
**The westerner approached Dogget, unphased by the man's height, and introduced himself with a bow.**
Roshem - "Pleasures upon you, I am he who lives the tale of Roshem Ma'adir Kabar."
**A weird sensation burnt through Kherren, the odd feeling one gets when becoming aware that one is being watched.**