Mable waved him over warmly "Sure no need to wait grab some thick gloves these things aren't very sharp but the poison isn't fun." Mable eyes Pascal surprised by the man's age but impressed. In her own village it was considered an impossible task to live long enough to earn a white or gray hair. The man appeared to have his own tuft. The work was nearly done and with the new man to help Francis grinned heading inside to count out the cash. Mable smiled pulling out a vine.

"I assume your fron the guild? My names Mable, I'm a new recruit I assumed this would make a good morning warm up. I might tackle something harder once I've purchased the rations for it" Mable said warmly taking in the man's scars impressed by the man so far. Mable stood up straigh extending a gloves hand her armor drenched with sweat and her hair in a ponytail. The glean of sweat covered her small amount of open skin. 

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