Within moments, they had arrived at the Drowning Wench. None too soon, either, Fejar supposed; he moved hastily, for the noontime sun bore heavily down upon his fair exposed skin, and as expected, there had been far too many curious eyes. To his relief, none had made an effort to converse with him, and so quickly and without a word, the pair moved along. Now, here they were, at the morbidly-titled inn where they would find food and lodging.
Finally, Ko broke the silence. Did she just call him a lamb? ... Not too far off, he supposed. However, such an implication... He began to wonder if he had gotten involved in something he did not yet comprehend. He knew his hands would inevitably get dirty if he were to remain here long, as he was quickly coming to realize just what sort of a city Limsa Lominsa was. He further reasoned that if he was going to make a living here, he would be in need of a friend, and so far, this hardened woman was the closest he had. Perhaps she saw also benefit in having made his acquaintance; it sounded as though she was offering him work. Although, she had just been mugged; he wondered if she had any means of paying him. His curiousity got the better of him, though, and he decided he would hear her out. "Pray tell," he began, attempting to brush his hair aside once again, "what do you suggest?"
He then took notice of an eccentric looking man rallying the bar-goers with a rousing speech. "Moreover, precisely who is that man over yonder?"
Finally, Ko broke the silence. Did she just call him a lamb? ... Not too far off, he supposed. However, such an implication... He began to wonder if he had gotten involved in something he did not yet comprehend. He knew his hands would inevitably get dirty if he were to remain here long, as he was quickly coming to realize just what sort of a city Limsa Lominsa was. He further reasoned that if he was going to make a living here, he would be in need of a friend, and so far, this hardened woman was the closest he had. Perhaps she saw also benefit in having made his acquaintance; it sounded as though she was offering him work. Although, she had just been mugged; he wondered if she had any means of paying him. His curiousity got the better of him, though, and he decided he would hear her out. "Pray tell," he began, attempting to brush his hair aside once again, "what do you suggest?"
He then took notice of an eccentric looking man rallying the bar-goers with a rousing speech. "Moreover, precisely who is that man over yonder?"
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