“I actually have two for you to pick from. One is giving confession to prisoners before I eat them. The other is working with Nadia as her assistant. Both come with their own problems. The confession is well you’re pretty much giving them last rights before they die. While the other you need to have a firm grasp on magic. Along with able to run various errands around the city,” Asran said with a shrug. Then paused for a moment as he thought a bit more. “Well technically that only leaves one job that you can do. Which is working with prisoners. Not great I know, but it’s all I could really think of.” 

He crossed his arms then looked to Ayrie. “It’s a job I trust you with. Meaning I trust you not to poison me. Something I’m not going to be giving to those damned priests. I would sooner kill them, and throw them into the gulf.”