This war isn’t as good for business as I’d thought it would be. Sure the pay is good, but the runs are harder with all the extra soldiers on the roads and finding jobs that are worth the risk is difficult.
Like our current job. Guy hires us to move a bunch of crates with few questions asked. So we get the goods here and I take a look in the boxes, just to know what I’ve gotten myself into. And what do I find?
Bodies! That bastard has me moving bodies! Well I stripped them of their jewels and gold, so the joke’s on him.