[Location] The Establishment

[Leviathan]

@Shai Tua accepted the coins with a sly mock-courteous nod. "There's not a lot I can tell you about the job except this: it's yours if you go talk to Killroy. You are just the type of person he likes to employ." Of course, that would make no sense to anybody besides a familiar face to Killroy. He was a pervert, he liked women, and spiderlike or not, she was still a woman. "If you have morals, you won't enjoy your tasks. If you hate animals, you should go somewhere else. If you are a man-hater, you might want to flee to Mura. As to what specifically the job details are, you just need to visit Killroy at his kennel. He will surely explain everything." Tua glanced behind him to see that his word runner departed, then returned his gaze to Shai. "It's not a lot of information, but I assure you, it's money well spent." That grin he offered concluded the conversation, telling that she spent a lot for just a few words that revealed very little in the end.

[Ash Sparrow]

Season of Fall, Day 12, 511 AV

If there was anything that was a universal truth in humanity, it was that money was a necessity. Even in Sunberth. Perhaps especially in Sunberth? Money was power, and power was survival. That, and she needed finance for food and shelter, didn't she? It was time for the Kelvic runt to find employment of some sort. Truth be told, she wasn't looking forward to it - the apprehension felt like a bucket of cold water across her narrow back. Her nerves were getting the best of her, certainly. She could feel her hair constantly flaring like hackles, more than uncomfortable at the prospect of working under someone, and what would she work as? Well, there had to be some sort of job for someone like her, certainly! The runt of a youth rubbed her arm insecurely, standing outside The Establishment, and gazing it for a good, long while. The thought was always worse than the actual thing, right? There was nothing to worry about. All she had to do was cool that vicious temper of her, not bite anyone, not growl at anyone, not mark her territory anywhere...Basically, be civilized. Or at least something close to it. Moving in the doors, she instantly felt her wild spirit threatened by the crowd of people that were here infront of her. Maybe she should have been here earlier? The early bird gets the warm. The late bird, apparently, had to shoulder-barge her way through a damn crowd to get a damn job to pay for her damnable life! With a low growl of irritation, trying to warn people out of her way, miss Sparrow stiffly moved through the crowd. Ash most certainly felt tempted to wrap her jaws around the next fool that insisted on shoving her out of the way! Her temper rising, the wildling eventually bullied her way to the front, towards the board.

As a Kelvic, reading was -far- from her strong point. Just staring at it confused the buggery out of her. Oh, hell, so far so good. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears. In a rather canine fashion of discomfort, Ash yawned, a high pitched sound coming out of it. She was there for a dreadfully long while, just trying to figure out what the devil these pamphlets and such were all about. Eventually, she grumpily requested the help of one of the fellows next to her. Instead of being punched in the face, said lad helped along, and pointed out a particularly interesting job: Word Runner.

A messenger, basically?

By God, she could do that! A surge of excitement throug her veins, she plucked the parchment from the board, and held it close. Word Runner...Sounded simple enough, didn't it? With a silly smile on her face - a rarity indeed - the Kelvic turned, and skulked over to the seeming little Alpha of this place, Master Tua. She regarded the small, pleasant man in a rather uncomprehending stare for a moment, before extending the leaflet over to him. "Hey, hey, 'scuse me! I need a job! This one, I'm thinkin'. I can do that, can't I? How 'bout it, ya gonna give it to me or what?" Indeed, Sparrow was a social butterfly if there ever was one. Social lepar more like. Cherubic face staring hopefully, she frowned quietly - almost as if she was trying to threaten the poor fellow into giving her it. Truth be told, she was just frowning because she was rather insecure about being here.

[Eridanus]

Day 12, Fall of 511 AV

The winter approaches, and so does the cost of living.

Or surviving in this lawless place, for that matter.

Eridanus strolled into the Establishment, where the jobs were offered and taken. He liked this style of earning gold, for he was loathe to be shackled to an area or responsibility and liked the idea of freedom. This was the main reason behind him generally preferring project-based jobs. He also liked the choice of being able to continue if he wanted to, and it is this difficult temperament that made him unhappy with the way jobs are fashioned in other more established cities, like Syliras for example.

He glanced at the board and summarily ran his finger through the listings, before it stopped at the "Word Runner" part.

Now this looks interesting...

He stepped up to the counter, paying the scrawny girl there no heed, and faced the owner of the place.

"Hey Master, any more takers on that runnin' job ya got?", he drawled, carelessly motioning in the vague direction of the advertisement board.

OOC: It would be great if Ash and I could somehow co-op this job. She has agreed with a joint endeavor as well ^^

[Leviathan]

@Ash Sparrow & Eridanus Tua looked up from, surprisingly enough, a book (Who in Sunberth reads?) and offered Ash a distracted grin from his chocolate colored lips. Perhaps she was kelvic, feral spirit and wild at nature, but to him she was nothing but a girl. He nearly answered her when a man, the Ethaefal (Who also appeared Human today), stepped up and interrupted the conversation. Anywhere else, and this might have seemed very rude. Sunberth, it was expected. "Oh, so both of you are looking to work for Tua today? Well, I am in need of one more word runner. Sadly, I only need one." Tua's innocent genuine smile shifted ever so subtly into an almost wicked cruel grin. "I'll tell you two what. We're going to have a competition, if you are brave enough to fight for your money that is. I have a job, right now, that I need done, but I don't have the message, or location of where to pick it up. I know it's worth good money to me, and whoever delivers the message, and I know who is supposed to receive it. So, if you want, we'll see which of you two is better suited for the job." Tua nodded slowly, it was shock that he, for once, didn't even demand payment for his information, or selling the job more or less. No, today it was something so very different. OOCSorry, but I had to throw a curve ball at you two. If you guys want the job, you guys must mod a thread with me. If you don't want to, then I guess we can work out something else.

[Eridanus]

Eridanus lifted an eyebrow. A competition? That was interesting, to say the least. He glanced over again to his potential competitor, sizing her up. It would be normal to deem her a non-threat, judging by her size and appearance. However, he did not live this long by making such assumptions. As one of his favourite phrase goes, "Assumptions kill people". If he was really desperate for money, it would probably be a better idea to find a more stable job or maybe assassinate his rival. But something in him struggled against cold-blooded murder, he had the feeling that he used to be able to, but find himself unable to every since he woke up 20 years ago, with vague memories of who he had been and what kind of life he had been living. "I'll take it. Throw me what you've got."

[Ash Sparrow]

Young Sparrow was actually rather surprized to see that the, err, petite master in question was reading a book. Did they even sell books in this place? Hah! Maybe it was imported! Still, what a fancy bugger if he read books! It made her think that she should try act a little bit more formal to try and get this damnable job. But hell, how could he say no, right? Not like anybody else was currently requesting it. Ash placed her hands on her hips, eagerly looking at him when it seemed the perculiar little fellow was about to answer her question, but suddenly...

Who the HELL was this tall, odd smelling creature, and why was he asking for her job!? Ash wickedly turned on him, babyish face frowning, and evidently quite unpleased. Yes, he was an absolute wonder of a creature to behold, holding an almost artistic beauty to his lithe frame - but all the beauty and wonder, mystery and sensation in the world couldn't take away from the fact that he was trying to steal her job! Ash started growling, suddenly, a low, almost thunderous noise to try and warn her competition off. As far as she was concerned, this was her territory. And no pretty boy with his wind swept hair and insanely interesting eyes would take it away from her! Little fists clenched by her side, the girl barked in challenge. "Hey! From my understandin', fella, ya type ain't exactly woirld renowned for hearin', huh? But he's givin' the job to m-..."

With such grand injustice in her mind, she turned on the little fellow with another frown on her lips, and her brow raised skeptically. "Competi-" Oh, damn it all! Complications, complications, complications! She should have just bit him and sent him off! If only that could solve all of her problems in life, mind you. Her hands flexing in and out of fists, she was taken back a bit as Tua's charming smile inconspiciously shifted into that evil thing. Sparrow blinked thrice. To think this could potentially be her new employer. Eeek.

"But I was here foi-y'know what, nevermind..." Her shoulders sagging, a rather comical display, she stared at the Master in a most skeptical manner. Hearing said competition, though, she raised her slender finger in objection. "...How's we s'posed to deliver a message that ya don't got an' ya dunno where to get?" Her lips pursing together, Ash felt like things were beginning to seem rather bleak. Tilting her head back, she gave another uncomfortable, high-pitched yawn.

However, the pretty boy's reaction was to so openly accept it that she had to double glance. Maybe he had looks but not much in the brain department? Or...Maybe he was smarter than she was and understood such a thing. Very possible. As he began to size her up, Ash - being a rather beastial creature, something that communicated with body language - snapped her pointed teeth at him, as wordless warning. Hm...Well, hell, if he could do it, then why couldn't she have a try? Nodding her head, she tilted her head back, suddenly giving an expansive grin over to the tall lad. "Don't take it too badly when I steal ya job, huh fella? As the humans say...S'just business." With a rather impish wink, she found herself determindly turning towards the miniature master, and nodding her head. "Gives a hint, huh?"

[Leviathan]

@ Ash & Eridanus Thread Continued Here

[Idue]

2nd day of Fall It didn't take much effort on Idue's part to learn about The Establishment. A few questions and the Benshira knew exactly where to go for employment opportunites. And he also learned many others were here for the same reason. Competition that Idue didn't want. Living with his father, no one begged to herd the sheep. Why was everyone so eager to work in this city when one skileld enough could survive like Idue had to? With both hands on his axes, it took only a few moments to step through the crowd. Many people let him step by just to get a better look at him. Why did Idue get the feeling they were considering him like a hunter would consider a buck? Or maybe it was his odd clothing, with the turban, tunic and sandals. Looking around, he noticed no one else wore sandals. He truly was the oddball out. But Idue eventually made it up to the board where the jobs offerings were. Idue didn't know how long he was going to be in Sunberth looking for evidence of his mothers, so it was best to get a steady income. He had no skill in weapon making nor wood carving, but he could be a bartender. But who was Red, and where was Stumble Alley? It seems he would have to ask one of these clerks for directions. But then Idue noticed something more interesting. This Blood Pit was looking for some fighters with weapons. Idue had weapons, and he was decent fighter. Maybe this was his ticket to some money. But again, he would have to ask for directions. So Idue walked up to the clerk. "Where is this Blood Pit? I'm interested in what they're asking for."

[Jahssasyuri]

1st Day of Fall

The elegant walk of a woman can catch the attention of a hundred men and can make the work of an assassination easier if the target came to her instead of vice-versa. The Dhani "slithered" through the streets of Sunberth, eyes surveying the surrounding alleyways and rooftops, food stalls and jewelers, watching for irregular movements that would indicate danger. Never was Yuri relaxed, she wasn't allowed to be with her occupation.

With the establishment in view, a simple knock-knock sufficed as she opened the door. A blink of her slit-pupil eyes revealed the interior, walking through and projecting a body language that would give off the impression that she was vulnerable. The crowd in her midst just wasn't there for Yuri, just finding small openings and going through them with ease due to her small stature. The job listed for the Blood Pits was vague, but Yuri preferred that way. Grabbing it off the board, Yuri walked to the desk.

"Im interested in a job for 'Dastana." She told the clerk, eyes and smirk providing the best look of innocence.

[Leviathan]

@ Idue OOCI'm so sorry. I don't know how I missed your post, for a month, but somehow I did. My apologies. Tua was a man of knowledge. It was an interesting sort of knowledge, almost anthropological. He could see a person, and almost smell the scent of foreign lands from the dirt on their boots, the sea salt smell of the Suvan, opposed to the ocean that Sunberth slept beside. Perhaps Tua really could see the trails of spiritual string that tied people to their homelands, but for Idue, it wasn't necessary. He was dressed oddly enough to attract everyone's attention, though that was never a good thing in Sunberth. Laying low, that was the good thing to do. "I don't know, or care, how things are done wherever you come from, but here, you pay for your information. Five gold-rimmed mizas and I'll let you have everything you need to know." Tua smiled slyly as he watched the Benshira. Such people were always interesting to observe. @ Jahssasyuri OOCYou need to timestamp your post Tua, as always, happened to be the clerk working the Establishment. His establishment. He stared up at the woman from his seat across the desk and shook his head slowly. For a moment or two, it seemed like he was going to straight up refuse her, but of course that was bad for business. "No you don't. Dastana isn't the kind of person anybody wants to work for. That's free advice for you right there, and I don't do free very often, so don't get used to it. I can get you employment at Brega's or Ruby's whorehouses, it's probably more suited for someone like yourself." And yes, Tua was being sexist there. Sunberth wasn't a city of equality. Nobody was equal here. The strong decided who was strong, who was spoiled, and who was refused. Most agree women are better naked and sweating than clothed and with steel in their hands. "Brega's got a nice place and her girls are very well taken care of, for harlots of course. Anybody so much as bruises you and you can be sure half a dozen men will take his head and bring it to you. What do you say, job at Brega's instead of Dastana's?"