Mayt sighed, and wished he had spent more town exploring the area's bars. "No, I don't think there's an arena in this town. And if there is, it probably isn't legal." He says, thinking. "And if you're good at martial arts you could always do some menial labor like carrying something or escorting. And beating up people... I'm not sure. I haven't visited the board recently anyway, I've been... Busy, with other things." He takes a sip of his newly refilled drink, starting to feel a little bit of the relaxing buzz he was after. He reminded himself not to drink too much. He still had to make it home that night. "If one of the people that took one of the jobs you'd prefer, you could talk to them and ask to come along."