[The mention of Geddoe's occupation causes Lucius to raise an eyebrow.]
You're a sellsword then? That's a dangerous occupation. I lived alongside some sellswords during my time travelling with Emperor Hadrian, and they were a truly mixed bag. Some were the height of professionalism, some exotic and dangerous, and others were little more than violent barbarians. It wasn't a life I would pick for myself, but there were certainly those among them who seemed to thrive in that calling.
[He looks back in Geddoe's direction with an expression of curiousity.]
If I may ask, what led you to pursue that life rather than joining the regular army?
Was travelling over last week. My apologies for delays.
You're a sellsword then? That's a dangerous occupation. I lived alongside some sellswords during my time travelling with Emperor Hadrian, and they were a truly mixed bag. Some were the height of professionalism, some exotic and dangerous, and others were little more than violent barbarians. It wasn't a life I would pick for myself, but there were certainly those among them who seemed to thrive in that calling.
[He looks back in Geddoe's direction with an expression of curiousity.]
If I may ask, what led you to pursue that life rather than joining the regular army?