Vrakskan remains quiet for a long time.

"Strive to get revenge..." He says, repeating that part of the creed to himself. He stays like that for a moment, quietly mumbling the phrase to himself over and over again, before returning back to reality to say. "...Bunk beds sound fine. First things first, let's get those plaques."

He follows the others towards the building.

The firbolg will tell goat to be good and stay put, then follow the others to get whatever it is they are supposed to get, then he'll see about finding somewhere nearby he can rest that doesn't smell like a barrack full of farts.

Gruntor follows as well, but he seems worried...."I  doesn't understand why need a Plague.  Gruntor no wants the gut rot or scabies or poop splats just to prove he is in the auxilia.   Butif'n these guys did it gruntor can suffer as well" 

Gruntor has no idea what a plaque is...and his intelligence is a 6.

On the way to the office building Gara will explain what a plaque is. 

“Once we got our badges issued, we should use the opportunity here to resupply and gather information. Information about the outposts, issues that they have, possible enemies or allies in the mountains, that kind of stuff. What do you think?”

"Works for me." Nasaar agrees as he ambles along. He has tucked his badge into his pack.

Serit hits Gruntor on the shoulder, "Not a plague. They are symbols, nothing more. Come." He walks with the others.

"I will tease out some information on the outposts and what is known about the inhabitants. I suggest others for the surrounding lands and others for the resupply."

After receiving his plaque he heads off, looking for any type of scout or messenger station.

The confines of the fortification have the firbolg feeling itchy, as soon as they get their plaques, whatever that is, he'll look to get out of there with goat and find somewhere nearby to make camp.

You receive your plaques. They are large steel coins, stamped with a pictogram of an axe and the word "Ally" in goblin language.

Is there a quartermaster around here?

Serit, you are directed towards a building where the scouts are. An older hobgoblin sits there at a desk and casts a glance in your direction as you go in, before going back to paperwork.

Gara, you are directed towards the supply depot of the centuria. You are also told there are more conventional shops within the fortress if you are interested.

"You there, elder, I am of the Auxilia. I am curious as to news of the outposts for your legion. Their locations and current leadership if you have that information," Serit states as he confidently walks further into the room, looking about.

"The oupost locations I can mark for you. Leadership can change regularly, so what exactly do you want to know? All the leaders will follow the same military law as a base. I know a couple of outposts are trying to push back the ogres who have migrated in. Another outpost is at a low point in the mountain range, and they maintain extensive tunnel works. Another outpost is near a mountain peak, and they sometimes ask a local dragon for favors."

Gara would like to find out what they have to offer here and what they may be missing. 

The supply depot has basic dried rations, and various consumables (rope, water canteen, flint, simple clothing etc). Shops have common equiment (arms and armor etc.) for sale. You get a feeeling that if you were higher rank, you would get access to a greater variety of items.

"How many outposts are connected to your legion compared to the legion across the pass? Those tunnels you mentioned, are they also resource based or merely for strategic purposes? Also that dragon,  do you know if it is a peaceful relationship or vassal?"

"Haven't ever heard of any dragons being vassals of anyone." Nasaar says with a grunt. He looks to anyone in charge. "Which area needs the most help right now?" He asks, figuring to get something big done quickly as their best option for proving their worth.

At the mention of a dragon, Vrakskan shows interest. "He is right, dragons are proud creatures. I'd really like to meet this dragon..." He says.

I’ll have a little chat with the supply depot about medical supplies. if they are interested  in trade, I’ll point them in the direction of the goblin villages.

@Serit. "There are around a dozen ouposts, with even more smaller lookout positions. But the ones I told you about are the larger ones. As for the dragon, make sure she never hears the word "vassal" or you will turn into a pile of ashes. She's old enough to have seen the Great War. From what I know, she is very though, and if given a favor, she will repay exactly as much as it's worth to her".

@Nasaar. The centurion laughs when he hears your question. "Needs help? Most legionairres would rather fall on their swords than ask for help in peacetime. It's a sign of weakness, and the the ouposts take a stubborn pride in their autonomy to request help from the legion. Though with you being auxilla, you may will find some work there. In my opinion, though, the or#gres are a pain, and there is more and more of them in the past couple of years. Supposedly the legion fielded a troop of ogres in the last war, but this was long ago."

@Gara. The quartermaster is very interested in having a supply route for medical herbs, as they are a frequently used consumable, and they can pay a fair price. While knowing where the goblin villages is good, there is currently no reliable route to the villages. He tells you: "I will record your merit for informing the legion about this potential supply route. But even greater merit will be if the suppy route is set up."

"Oh, don't be daft." Nasaar responds. "Any good commander knows where his men need help. If it is with the ogres, then so be it, but, come on, don't tell me your boss doesn't know what the most important matters to this outpost are."