[h1][color=DarkRed]Argus Leandros[/color][/h1]

Argus didn't take any offense to Joakim's refusal to shake his hand (okay, he took a little offense, but he could hardly blame the guy), only managing nervous laughter at the Ice mage's foreboding words. [i]What does he mean 'for my sake', they're not going to kill me if they can't remove the curse . . . right?[/i] Argus thought nervously, his trust in his new guildmates slightky shaken by the remark, before he shook his head and turned to talk to Isla, only to remember her state of undress and deciding to wait until given permission. He didn't feel like getting smacked again.

As be stood in his new cage, he cast his gaze towards  the glass mage standing guard, and decided to try and get tomknow her a little . . . or at least try to. After his admission, he was 90% sure she probably wouldn't be too comfortable in his presence, but it was worth a shot.

"So, can I get your name as well, or am I to be given the silent treatment till further notice."

[@Lugubrious]

[@liferusher]

[h1]Nidhogg[/h1]

"Jackson DuCarthy," he said giving a low bow a tired smile, yawning soon after as he waved for the two to follow him. His pace was somewhat lethargic as he shuffled to the crowd, his eyes shifting this way and that before he finally found what he was looking for. It was a rather plain looking Tavern known as the Bloated Mare, the owner being one of Nidhogg's best informants. He'd inadvertedly saved the fool from a dark guild a while back, and had spared his life on a whim, only to learn that the man was quite well connected on matters of the underground. They'd been locked in a mutally benefitial partnership ever since, with Nidhogg agreeing to off the odd loan shark or competitor free of charge in exchange for the info a dubious jobs sent his way through the man. He wasn't bringing the tourist here for that, however, but for the basic notice board that was hanging in the back, filled with a few missions of trivial importance, mostly things like 'Save my cat' or 'Clean this mansion for me', with a few request detailing elusive bandit groups in the area.

"Heeeeeey, if it ain't Jack, how ya been? Here for your usual fare?"

"No, just directing these two to the nearest job board that I know of. Anything good?"

"Eh, just the usual shit for the most part, a few request about some bandits attacking nearby roads though, so if you're itchibg for sime action besides floir scrubbing and cat searching, that'd be your best bet. Pay is decent, about 5-6,000, I believe."

[@Krayzikk]