I Try To Join The Mercenaries

I take my drink and approach the tables slowly. They observe me as I walk to an empty chair at their table.

"May I join you ?" I ask politely.

The mercenaries turn to me. Immediately I feel a little intimidated by the four well-toned soldiers. The leader looks me up and gives a welcoming smile.

"Certainly. We're not in the habit of turning away good company." I can feel their eyes looking me up. Checking my skin-tight dress, my revealed legs and generous curves.

The leader present himself and offers a glass, "Jevlin, leader of the group, and you are ?"

"Lady Kaitlin." I say as I take the glass.

Jevlin smiles at me and offer me a seat next to him, staying up near the table. I learn that the three others are Randal, Volik and Chefan. They are mercenaries from the south and were called here to a meeting by a man known as Killian.

After a bit, Jevlin looks at me, "So tell me. Why have you sought out our company tonight, little flower."

I blush and smile, "I am here for Captain Killian. I was hoping to perhaps persuade you gentleman to join us... I was hoping you would like me in your team. If you would allow?"

Jevlin smiles a bit and looks up. He then consults the others of his team for a second. Explaining, "Well, we are on the lookouts for new recruits... but we never had to process a elf before or even more so a Miss."

I get that a few member of the team believes me to be cumbersome for their line of work. I feel a little worried they might turn me down on the fact that I'm an elven woman and not a male.

Jevlin sees my face.