Spectre nodded, "Fair enough.  Just making sure my hospitality is on-par with polite standards...  Though, I suppose not having any food kind of means it failed."  He shrugged; it obviously didn't bother him [i]that[/i] much.  "I gave up on the new people a long time ago...  But to be honest, I didn't want help figuring the game out - I really enjoyed my early months in the game, still discovering new stuff and finding all the little things you could do was half the fun.  I can't stand the ones out asking for a handout or a 'mentor...'  They let way too many little kids on here, it's almost ridiculous..."

The Mechanic came back into the parlour and stretched a bit, "Ah...  Anyway, we don't get our tasks for a few days, so until then, we're kinda stuck just doing our normal thing or seeing how we work together.  I do, however, have work most this week...  They're keeping me real busy, got a really big thing coming up here soon that could apparently make or break the company.  I assure you, not nearly as interesting as it sounds," He stated, waving a hand, "But, if there's something else you'd like to do online, I'm all ears.  Otherwise I'm pretty free this weekend.  Might go out with a friend for a while, but my nephew's gonna be gone till Sunday, I'm really quite open."

[i]Ping![/i]

James looked to the top right of his field of vision to see a notification pop-up.  It was a message, which he promptly opened and began passively reading - he was still part of his conversation, but he wanted to check who this was from.

[b][i]From:[/i][/b] R1ngz
[b][i]Subject:[/i][/b]  Got Something...

Hey, Spectre, I think you might be a bit interested in this...  Found a guy out on the Mythic Side.  Apparently somebody he knows got a really rare drop recently that he's been trying to get himself.  He wants it... Bad.  Wiling to pay out huge - I'll only charge you a small finder's fee for his information if you want to take the job on.  We're talkin' big cash.  Apparently this thing, whatever it is, can't be bought on the regular market.  We're talking some high-level stuff here.  You're a good thief, and I don't think anybody's ever tried to steal from this guy.  You can check out his place if we've got a deal.  Hit me up.

-R1ngz to Rule them All


Spectre closed the e-mail...  God he hated that name, but he found some of the best jobs and there was no doubting that.  Maybe later he'd check out the score.  It'd be nice to not have to fence something too - paid jobs were the best jobs, but also the hardest.  Petty thievery was for skill grinding...  This kind of task could only be done with enough work on the less than exciting half of it.

"Nothing important," He said, swiping the message away for now.  "So, what are you doing the rest of the evening?"