OOC: Note, Bones ends up getting a job working as a instructor at Ximal's school on the 40th of summer. So this job would only be for 1-39 of Summer.
IC:
1 Summer 513
Bones needed something to do. A few mizas in his pouch would not hurt either. Or whatever they used for money, he was still confused by the money they used here... Could not even recall what it was called. But so far he had done little since coming to Nyka.
It was for that reason that he ended up here, seeking some sort of employment, at least for a time. Till something more permanent or better came along.
Bones walked in to find himself in a large open room. He noted four desks sitting at the back of the room, each with a different person sitting behind it. Different in noticeable ways, though he was not sure what those differences meant. Her noted a human woman, a weak looking human man. He paused for a moment as his eyes passed over a man thing with two to many arms. He looked like he could handle himself.
Last was another man, though he looked a bit more... Solid? That seemed the right word for it. He could not put his finger on it, but something about him, almost instinctively, put him at ease. He looked like a proper fighter, and Bones would not mind having a match with him.
Bones turned to look over the signs on the wall he had just walked past, seeing a few random people sitting in wooden chairs waiting.
Most of the stuff on here was certainly not him. General labor. Book worker. He would certainly not fit in a job requiring long bouts of sitting scratching with a quill. A hunter maybe, but no he was not that good, he could barely hunt enough to keep himself fed, let alone to have enough left over to make a living. And that would make work of something he did now for enjoyment and sustenance.
The other board had things of a different sort. Building, finding a dog, a clerk at a shop... Guard. That might be interesting. Watching a stall might be a bit boring but, it would be better than nothing, and he might even get in a few scraps. He let his hand slide over the hilts of the twin gladii strapped across his back, one of metal and the other of bone. Yes, he could certainly carry himself in a fight, and scare off any would be thieves.
Bones took the notice off the board, and turned around to look at the four desks. Almost without thinking, he chose that man he had considered strong, a monk of Uphis. Though he was still a bit hazy as to what that even meant here, or what the God meant. He should really find that out. He waited in line, and after a time was before said Monk of Uphis, looking him in the eyes.
He set the paper down before him, looking him in the eyes.
"I come to you, do I? Ssisss job might be of interessst to me, ssough I am not sssure how long I will be available for it. Guarding a ssstall?"Bones gestured at his blades across his back, before continuing.
"I am ssskilled wiss blade and fissst, I know how to fight quite well. I can sssee you know what ssat isss like, you are a fighter to eh? You have sse build for it."Quick, simple, to the point, not an excess of detail. Bones was a fighter, he knew how to fight, either that would be enough for the man, or it would not.