Admund gingerly touches the bandage around his head and hisses in pain. He props himself up on his elbow to answer the litany of eyes around his bedside. The room spins and shifts focus as he moves his head, but slows as he steadies himself. His mouth is dry and tastes of iron.
He gazes expressionless and begins hoarsely, "My name's Admund. I came to Middenheim from Marienburg with a mercenary company led by a dwarf named Von Braatenburg. We were protecting a merchant caravan for the carnival. When we got to the city, he got hit pretty hard by the new "dwarf tax" or something, and it cleaned out most of our coffers. So we all went to a pub to iron out our differences, and the little git refused to pay us. So one thing lead to another, a brawl breaks out, and I ended up beating Braatenburg's face in and took my salary. The watch came and dragged us all to the watch station and tossed us in a holding cell for the night till everyone sobered up."
"I got released early this morning, and Braatenburg had already left town. I went out looking for some breakfast and some new work, when that foppish prick with the monocle and the feathered hat, Bardin, approached me. He didn't tell me his name, and was acting all secretive and the like. He told me that you lot were a bunch of liars, and troublemakers trying to bring down his name and the Engineer's guild. He's got this grudge against this Stonebridge fellow, and wanted to pay me handsomely for the work. I didn't even have enough money to get a room at an inn tonight, so I agree, and he sends me out to pick-up each one of you so he can use you to get to Stonebridge. As far as I knew, you were just some lying ruffians from out of town."
"Bardin gave me descriptions and told me you were staying at the Templar's Arms. When you all went on your way this morning, Heinrich (gesturing to the bounty hunter in the doorway) went wandering out on his own to the watch station. So I followed him, and got him to hire me. He told me about that Purple cult you all were hunting. That's when I got suspicious. This dwarf was being all secretive, and things didn't add up. Heinrich didn't fit what the dwarf was saying. I led Heinrich to the warehouse like the dwarf said, but we got into a scuffle and he ran off. I confronted the dwarf about what I found out, but he gave me no good answers, and sent me out to get someone else."
"That's when I ran into you, Max. You were wandering in the park all by your lonesome half aware of the world. Sweet Verena, have you fools never been to a city during carnival season before? Wandering all off by yourselves. Anyway, I got Max to come with me, but before taking him to see the dwarf, and asked him about everything: Who you are, What's the cult, Why are you in Middenheim, and figured out who my boss really was. I took Max to a different warehouse than the first, and the lil' fop dwarf was all excited to finally have a way to get at Stonebridge. He started whipping Max to get him to write a ransom letter to Stonebridge. Lad, can take his licks. Max, i've seen grown men break and cry at 12 lashes, you did well. During this time the dwarf let me send the two dolts that work for him to the old warehouse to set up a trap. When I finally was alone with Bardin, he asked me to give Max 12 more lashes. I took the whip from him and drew on him. He produced this massive four barreled pistol and shot me and scampered off. Don't remember much after that. Don't believe me? Ask Max."
Admund will give the address of the two warehouses.
"Whoever this Stonebridge fellow is, he isn't safe. Get the git off the streets and stay with him. Bardin knows that you're staying here, he's pissed something heavy at Stonebridge, and he's got enough coin to make things happen. I don't know where Bardin is. The two goons that work for Bardin may still be at the first warehouse where I sent them. Careful though, I told them to set a net trap above the main door."
Rubbing his hand across his face, "Wherever this Bardin fellow is, I'm going to find him, cut the runt's arms off, and crack him open."
Admund's mouth is like cotton, and he croaks hoarsely as he kicks his feet over the side of the bed and sits upright, "Can I have some water? Max, do you have anything for the pain in your medical kit?" [Healing]