[b]Lux Harken[/b]

Lux stared at the empty coin pouch in front of him, an annoyed scowl on his face. They were out of money.

Again.

[i]Did I get cursed and just never notice it?[/i]

The light mage looked over at his traveling companion. The found man was doing his best impression of a log, the signs of life a slight rise and fall of the covers. Normally Lux would wake him to prevent the lazy illusionist from sleeping till noon. Today however he figured he could let his companion sleep in a bit.

A hastily scrawled note on a piece of paper left on the nightstand later and Lux was gone from the room. He set out at a determined pace for a nearby bar. He had located the place a day or two earlier specifically for it's well stocked job board.

Say what you would about Lux's money curse, at least it was predictable.