2012-04-14, 05:52 AM (ISO 8601)
Re: Old Ways IC
"Well, to be frank, I put all my money into my expedition, and now I find myself ... skint," the scholar says, with a sad smile. "I can hunt relatively well, but I suspect someone would lay claim to the bigger game around these parts, so I've resigned myself to rabbits."
Talsarios pokes at the little fire while Ash talks. He seems quite out of place, camping in the corner of a remote farm field, despite having serviceable equipment for exactly that task. Somehow the air of libraries hangs about him even more in this setting.
"So you live from job to job? I would have thought - pardon me for presuming - that a noble lady such as yourself would find plenty of diversions aside from hunting goblins and bandits... Or is Threshold too coarse a town for a social scene?"
Last edited by Altair_the_Vexed; 2012-04-14 at 11:18 AM.