@paxeuropaea
He always stuck out like a sore thumb anywhere he went. Was it the bird made of fucking fire on his shoulder? Or the weird and oddly colorful outfits he put himself in? Either way, he didn’t like standing around in one place for too long, but business was business. He needed a certain mineral you couldn’t find in these parts, and he knew Euro had connections. So he made a deal. Get him a month’s worth of this mineral and she could get paid in gold and in a certain food item if she wanted.
Abel impatiently crosses his arms, looking up and down the pathway for her. She should be here soon, but that doesn’t stop his nerves from jittering.













