Dorian strolls with purpose across the tavern floor. His fancy shoes clicking with each step as he hastfuly makes his way towards the notice board.
A note was placed up under the job section and held in place by a single swift hammer strike landing on a nail head.
As always Dorian seemed expressionless except for his eyes, beyond those dreamy orbs all manner of thoughts raced. However his secrets followed him back up the stairs and to the designated room.