by Alair on October 18th, 2013, 3:22 am
Alair stepped into the city, even in the crisp fall morning it was hot, smelly, stuffy, and just plain miserable, he really didn’t like the city once inside. Too many people all bustling about, making their noises, and smells. His dog, however, enjoyed the city, his tail wagged happily, “Well, lets hurry about our business, and see what we can do.” The hunter looked up at the sun, licked his finger and held it out, then pointed down one of the many streets that led from the gate. “This way” he muttered, he was on his way to the employment office, now that his father was dead, he would need more leads, or some better paying work.
It took him nearly all day, and a helpful knight, but he finally stepped into the office, his dog at his heels. “Lets see what we can find, huh boy?” His dog looked up at him excitedly before trying to get better acquainted with other people in the office. Alair grabbed the paper.
Name:Alair Sievert
Race:Human
Age:21
Relevant Skills:Hunting, tracking, orientation and land navigation
Preferred Employment:Local guide and hunter
Expected Stay In Syliras:For the forseable future