Hail bandits and halfwits alike, Cynic is my name and I demand that you let me in the camp. I have no regard for authority and especially not closed recruitment offices. I bring to the table a mallet most manly and a crossbow most keen, I am a foul breathing man most lean, unlike most manly men you have seen. Such big balls and small cock have seldom been cleaned. Every goal is a hole and skull under sole, the lamentations of archers and foal riding poles. Naked is the back of any man without brothers. Better to die in plunder than a weak man by old age smothered. I pledge my hammer to the fires of pillage, or grow resentful and burn down your village.
I thought i made it clear that Recruitment is off for now. Your only chance is impressing the lads on TS so much that they fall in love with you and beg me on their knees to let you stay with us. Also - i need any of the stuff listed bellow. Getting any of them will raise your chances.
MW Crossbow
MW Steel Bolts
MW Mail Hauberk
Franky: put an offer for Champion Courser so i can accept, it belongs to Pancake, he lent it to me and now I'm returning it. I'll loan any of the things above from you lads if you own them and not using em and I'll return it whenever you need it.