Vulc raised his brows. "I guess it depends on what skills a man shall hold?" Vulcarion looked around and held one arm out around him. "The city is full of possibilities. You look like a man of combat? maybe try a mercenary job." Vulcarion studied his ears. [i]The Guards would never expect an Elf.. [/i]  He thought. "Possibly your good with tools?" Vulcarion chuckled. "Drovia is full of ambition my friend. Lay your mind in where your heart beats." Vulcarion smiled and nodded, resuming eating his apple.

[@Crazy Doctor]