Eodem Chapter 11: The Jubilation of King Caldell It was mid-afternoon that day in Tyr Rian, or more specifically, in the Drunken Bastard. Lutheor Mirrien is currently busy coordinating his staff in establishing festive decorations for his establishment. The Pub was being adorned with colorful banners, paper lanterns and displays statuettes of the Empire's Pantheon of Gods. Samantha, Crocker, Kayin and Iris had to navigate through the half assembled main hall with the Pub Employee's scrambling to fufill their duties on time just to reach the dwarf. "Greetings again Mister Mirrien." Samantha greeted. "Lieutenant Rose, what are you doing here now? The festivities won't start until sun set." He said turning his stout body to the Earthlings. "Oh, we are not here for 'the festivities' we are here for some extra work. We are taking on your 'Bouncer Quest'." Samantha answered. "Really? Does that Governor White Fellow approve of this? I mean you are professional soldiers after all." The Dwarf questioned. "Well we got orders from Polonsky to take up these 'Quests' from the Adventurer's guild so we can immerse ourselves into the land and gaining the trust of the locals." Samantha replied. "Well I will definitely appreciate the help. A lot of good men tend to be scared of being the muscle for my event. They will mostly be missing the festivities and no one else I know is willing to pass this day and be the Bouncers. I was getting desperate that I was paying quadruple the rate for anyone willing to be the security." He warned. "What makes you say that? And second thought, what kind of job are we getting into?" Samantha asked. "Well you see today is the Jubilation of King Caldell Slaegia, the founder of the Empire. Every five years we celebrate his triumph against Alboen the Steel Butcher. I have hired a bard and his actor friends who will do their thing. I need you to be security as this day tends to be much more of a ruckus then any other day here." Lutheor said. "I agree, festivals are a hotbed of crime. What can we expect?" she asked. "Well there's the usual drunken brawling as the bar will be open. There might be a cutpurse lurking in the crowd trying to steal someone's coins. Oh! And there might be a heckler trying to climb the stage and interrupt the play." He briefed. "Nothing we can handle. Crocker you ready to get physical anyone?" Samantha turned to the Brit. "Yeah fine. I just hope there's some food and grub by the time our gig is up. I mean, do you smell that? The food you are cooking up must be delicious!" Lewis complemented. "Thank you, Ogre-breaker. Today's menu is going to be Roasted Suckling Pig, Mushroom Soup, Mashed Pumpkins and all the Ale in the world! I promise to give you a share later during the revelry so you don't miss out." Lutheor promised. "Throw in some Mandarin Salad and you got a meal." Kayin added. "With gratitude Mister Mirrien. I'll have my men get used to the place so they can easily do their job." Samantha saluted as she and the rest of her squad moved out. The Styrder Group split up so they can walk around the establishment detailing every corner from tables, the bar counter, the entrance, the lavoratories, the stage and kitchen. They established themselves where everything is so that they can easily coordinate their security measures on any disturbances. Samantha made sure that everyone including Iris is given a Walkie Talkie Radio since they will all individually patrol the Drunken Bastard. She has also drilled her men for their wading through the expectedly thick crowds of celebrants with the busy body Inn staff as practice so they can efficiently navigate the Inn during the Jubilee.