You are protective detail with some other... optional functions.

Your contract reads:

You are hereby offered employment under Carvik's Caravans. You will be paid the sum of 5 Silver Pieces for each day you choose to work. Allowances will be made for sickness or injury sustained during the expedition.

Job Description: Protective Detail, Support Caster

Duties: Protect the Caravan and its employees from any physical threats, assist in set-up and take down of the bazaar, Take part in night watch when not otherwise occupied, May also assist in entertaining the employees and assist in improving morale.

Direct Superior: Orva Nolan

Signed by:

Carvik Jonesson

Talira Omafiel

Seeing that your contract is carefully tucked into your Bag of Holding, you head over to your carriage. You leap up and grab the top edge of the carriage and pull yourself up, hoping no one behind you saw up your skirt. You reach the top of the carriage to find yourself pleasantly surprised, there are several comfortable-looking seats up on top of the vehicle, and there are solid wooden protective barriers with arrow slits that can be erected on each edge of the carriage. It was clearly designed well, with comfort and protection in mind.

The barriers are left down for now, to let the wind flow up top. You greet your fellow security detail colleagues, finding a Human Fighter named Harod Orek, another Human Fighter named Elizabeth Lithen, and a Half-Orc Warlock name Illag Vettan. They all seem to be amicable for now, and you all sit in silent companionship as the caravans around you are prepared for the journey.

After about an hour, it looks like the caravan is about to leave for their expedition. Making sure you didn't forget anything crucial for one last time, and being reasonably satisfied that you hadn't, you mentally ready yourself for the journey.