Jerrick sat at the table drinking his mead. Apparently his friend Adan had sent out word that they were looking to hire mercs, and had a location to meet up at a small bar away from civil, as civil as Nar Shadda could be, areas. Adan instructed Jerrick to just wait and any of those who came with the Creed, which was a simple phrase, Silence Is Golden, only other person at the bar was a man Jerrick knew only as T Dig. He had decided to allow them to use his bar as a place to set up on Nar Shadda, something about owing Adan one. Jerrick didn't want to know what that ment, Adan had stories that made Jerrick cringe, not that Adan was a bad guy, just got into STICKY situtations. Literally. Jerrick sat back and chugged his mead down. "T Dig why is it only I am here? This mead is great!" Jerrick complimented. T Dig raised a hand smiled, "Thanks, spread the word." T Dig was a short tubby man, round at best. His black curly hair covered his head, and a bear his face.