Vegas was furious. Tired out after a long voyage, he had awaken only to receive news that his squad commander had perished, together with his entire squad in their first night on this accursed land. He summoned his company 2IC.

"Sir, intel reports that assasins of the guild have been spotted in town!"

" -.- .. yes, I know" Vegas endured the obvious and queried, "what else?"

"Apparently the guild recruits young women, widows and orphaned, trains them in the use of the crossbow. They move in groups of three, usually two crossbows and a scout or wizard. Our squad was ambushed by two of their groups last night."

"Good work. Find their hideout. They must have one in this town."
"Yes Sir!"