!!+u5zzp0LPDj 04/23/12(Mon)13:20 No.18829755|
Wait, is she saying you can get PAID to fight? She must be joking. After saying so, she informs you that no, she isn’t joking.
Before she even has a chance to say goodbye, you’re out the door, heading towards the School. You walk down the street, hearing the dulled laughter of the people, the hushed conversations, seeing the aimless meandering. It doesn’t look like the situation you were in last night spread too far. Listening carefully, you hear snippets complaining about the greed of the alchemists. Unfortunate.
Shortly after, you find yourself walking next to a tall stone fence, which shortly transforms into a massive wooden gate with… a solid ruby phoenix statue hanging over it? Goodness, the wealth of this city never ceases to amaze you. Grabbing hold of the knocker, you bang the door once, twice, three times. After a few moments, you are greeted by a bald man opening the door. His gi is a mixture of deep red and light blue, contrasting heavily, and, to your uncultured eye, artfully. He gives you the once over, unimpressed by your ragged garb.
The man lightly says, “Hello, sir. What business do you have here?”