#highdragoon

[hebikari-blog]

@highdragoon liked for a short starter

Calloused fingers swept along the sign to no avail, but he could hear them breathing next to him. Waiting to get in, perhaps?

“My apologies - I was trying to figure out what kind of store this was.”

[protosword-blog]

@highdragoon

Work is hard to come by, so he's found. Though he'd rather not resort to doing mercenary work, it seems that he has no choice in the matter. In order to make a decent living while here, this seems to be the only route that can be taken. He doesn't like it, but is slowly coming to terms with the fact of what it is he must do to survive and get by. As he stands in front of a board listing various jobs for different amounts of payment, he sighs. There isn't much variety and he'd rather not take something big if he can avoid it right now. And so he turns his attention to a woman standing on his left. She looked the part of a mercenary, attire and all. There was definitely a strong aura about her, capable of doing whatever she wanted.

“Pardon...I'm sorry to bother, but do you find it more worthwhile to hunt for bigger prey or small?” Sure, it's easier to go for smaller, but he'd rather get the opinion of someone who seems more professional at this than he does.

[mutaalliq-blog]

          “Oi oi! Watch where you step, especially when you seem to be constantly snagging my cloak and nipping at my heels.”     // @highdragoon  ❤’d for a starter

[regiummilitarium-blog]

            ♕ : @highdragoon​

▬▬▬ Now this was one person he didn’t expect to see but given her profession it was more believable. “Miss Aranea?” Ignis peeked around the trees, brows lightly knitted. Just like her he was trying to survey the area of possible threats,camps, and escape routes. “Was the imperials  giving you no gil for your work and thus this city offered more?”