Isek turned away with a glower. He was strong, he was part of one of the most powerful Guilds, and yet he still didn't get the respect he deserved. Back when he'd still been part of Iron Worg he'd been a big fish in a small pond, but it had been fun while it lasted. They'd treated him like crap until he grew strong enough to give his abusers a thrashing, then he'd climbed the ranks until he was chief enforcer. Then Fairy Tail's Guildmaster came to town and showed him how much stronger he still needed to be. And he had gotten stronger, but where was his respect? This place was like a family, but Isek needed more. When he completed missions the people who hired him were impressed, and he was one of the lowest when it came to causing collateral damage.
But still nothing. Isek pinches his forehead. He needs a distraction and he knows where to get it. He stalks over to the mission board and begins looking for a mission that will let him blow off some steam without having to worry about how destructive he gets. At this point it's more about letting loose than money.