Joe, the 'Lucky dog,' received a new assignment and left the castle with men and money.
He and the Lord had agreed on a plan to purchase bandits and ruffians. Once preparations were complete, he set off without delay. The feeling of being entrusted with such an important responsibility was exhilarating, and the militiamen and farmers following Joe felt it too. This trip meant they could earn a good number of copper stars, and if they were away long enough, they might even be paid in Silver Moon.
The sound of horseshoes on the flat ground set a light, brisk rhythm.
Night was just falling. People finishing up their work and heading home saw the procession and quickly moved to the sides of the road.
"Joe!"
"On another mission, Joe?"
"Joe, next time, I want to join you on a caravan run!"
