[h1]Cyare Staunton[/h1]

"The job postings are rather irritating to find." The Pawn agreed, both eyes opening attentively. The mention of a job board cut down on the number of potential careers significantly. Given the Magic Games that were just occurring, and the fact that most permanent positions for non-magic civilians could be found elsewhere. More likely than not she was in the presence of a second wizard. Obviously she did not have the time nor the opportunity to inquire about his particular specialty in magic, but it was an interesting experiment in thought. His particular physical attributes did not much imply a close-combat fighter, but the presence of scarring implied more than a passing familiarity with such things.

She would not pry, however. It would be more than slightly hypocritical to do so after refusing to elaborate on her own abilities to their guide the previous day, and she was no hypocrite. Speaking of yesterday, she was a day behind her intended time table. Which meant, regrettably, that there was no time to spare. She stood in a single smooth motion and turned to step out of the tub, beginning to towel herself off without glancing back. "There is a job board in a tavern a block north of here, on the wall opposite the entrance. The pickings were rather slim, but it is where my associate and I selected our own assignment."

"If you are less discerning about the type of job you wish to take, you may have better luck."