Shadewood Wait till you see me in the future

The galaxy woman speaks plainly, and is straight to the point. She wants someone to babysit her den. Appreciation seems to be the reward thus far. While the Bull is certainly the right man for the task, he never does anything for free. The only reason why he is here in the first place is because Cry is paying him to be. An eyebrow slowly arches, the massive wolf considers the offer and what he might be willing to do it for in return. Of course, he never gives a price upfront. The buyer has to persuade the sellsword.

Reward? The Bull finally questions. His voice is unpleasant as always; similar to an old, out of tune radio. Eerie, deep, and often poor at pronunciation.