[center][color=red][h2]Sagant "Redeye" Reikus[/h2][/color][/center]
	A strange sight moved through the growing crowd, a pair of large ears flicking occasionally on a green-skinned figure.  In it's hands was a flier for a sort of quest, a cry for assistance in finding missing individuals in a rolling script with a sum of gold for a reward... and truth be told, the creature was somewhat short on cash from recent exploits.  This comparatively hideous creature was none other than the Goblin mage Sagant, and his mere presence was earning him more than a few disgusted stares.  In all reality, he was considered handsome by his race's standards, lacking an underbite and large nose, though that rarely contested the exquisite Humans and Elves he spent so much time around.  Well, appearance was their problem, not his.

	As he approached the City Guard HQ, he couldn't help but look up at the large, oaken door before pushing it open, joining those in the hall.  Much to his surprise, it was largely empty, save for a remarkable few, which he'd strike up a conversation with later.  For the moment, he had a task to complete, which involved paying for a pair of contracts to hunt down whoever was behind these disappearances.  The Goblin approached the front desk and looked up at the attendant, putting on a slight smirk on and tilting his head to the left, the Azure Dream catching the light and glinting a light blue.  [color=red]"Good morning sir, I'd like a pair of contracts... though I feel ten silver for each is a little steep for a death warrant.  How does five sound?"[/color]  He took a moment to examine his uncharacteristically clean nails, awaiting an answer from the clerk.

	[color=gray]"Sir, we can't just hand out discounts.  And what's a Goblin doing buying two contracts to hunt down some cultists?"[/color]  The serviceman sassed back, complete with a hair flip.

	[color=red]"But you can, I'm low on work and I don't feel like looking far for some.  Something like this is barely worth my time, and I know you want those baddies hunted down by professionals, not some kids twirling spears.  And a friend of mine was too busy to pick her's up."[/color]  The Goblin retained an uninterested look, picking a fleck of dirt out from under his right ring finger, and earned a defeated sigh from the clerk.

	[color=gray]"Alright, just don't tell anyone I did this for you... I'll get fired in an instant!"[/color]  Through his hoarse whisper, two sheets of paper were passed over the desk and a total of ten silver coins were exchanged for them, earning the cashier some peace and quiet for a moment while Sagant made off with his new job.  He pulled a fountain pen from one of his pockets and signed the first on a nearby wall, and held onto the other for his dear friend.  With some time to spare before her arrival, he decided to look around for a party to work with on this quest.  Glass cannons don't do well without a form of shield, as history will tell you.  Lucky for him, he saw a triplet grouping up as he thought, and weaved his way to them.

	The Goblin tucked both contracts under his left arm while he approached the group, giving them a friendly wave when he came within a reasonable distance.  [color=red]"'Morning, gentlemen.  It looks like you need some more magic in this motley crew, and I can provide that for you."[/color]  He turned on his heel to follow each of them back, adjusting himself to look only slightly more presentable than he already was.[hr][center][@RoflsMazoy][@Themerlinhawk][@CelticSoldier][@KoL][@PentagonWhite][/center]