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"Mmmm..." A massive figure rolled over in his slumber, having camped underneath the stars without even a blanket. His attire was simple, there to only protect him from indecency, even if he couldn't wrap his mind around what that word seemed to mean. "In...Indecenty..." He mumbled, as he arose and held his head, groggily spilling out his thoughts through his mumbling. Words had been on his mind lately, taking up most of the days in his wonderings. The Beroc children that he had played with taught him much, a fact that he found no reason to be ashamed of. This world of theirs, it was new. New and exciting..But confusing. That troubled him. These Beroc had their own strange ways. Fangs of iron, trinkets of gold that they passed around for what they needed. And the words! Oh the words...There were words for everything! Words to replace words! Words for different people, just as it was different for Laguz as well.

But like the children told him...If he wanted to learn to speak, he needed to speak! His friends were right, there were people out there. And things called 'jobs'. People got together at Jobs and talked while they worked, according to the children. The thought brought a smile to him, work was always satisfying. Whitling, building, hauling...There was pleasure to be found in hard work. And people! There were people there, words to speak and words to learn! Maybe they would find his words good...

And now her was here, this "Job fare" as he heard the travelers say on his way through the forest. A bow was presented to the guards at the gate, something that he had learned from his stay in Beroc towns. 'Manners' as they called it. Such a strange way to say hello...Though he towered over most, he found himself engulfed into the confusion that was the crowds that flooded the streets. People with places to go, things to do. It was all so..Strange. Most didn't take the time to greet another, or even stop to answer.

"Uh...Help? Help Mordecai? Where is Job? I heard that Jobs were at the Fare..."

A prince of a country forced to come to some lowly job fair. Despicable. His skills were almost a legend. He could outdo almost any other archer in the land. Well it was desperate times. And they called for desperate measures. He would only take in whatever job suited him and his unique skills.

"I believe I'm here to look for a job. Where would I locate the best of the best around here?" He approached several people asking them all the same question. He would not settle for less than perfection. Hmm... he would just have to keep asking till he found who was the best.

I ain't forgettin' anyone,
and I also ain't regrettin' anything.


Paperwork here, and more paperwork there... Leon had gotten so caught up in it! By the time he looked up again he noticed all the new additions to his rank had gone their separate ways! "Sheesh, what's the matter with me? Am I losin' my edge so soon?" Leon thought as he sighed, stacking the papers. He sorted them out in the pile that already had his signatures on them.

It was then that the young man in black clothes came back. "Eager, are ya, young man? I remember those days." Leon said to Saifer, chuckling. He had to think. What could he have him do right away, where it wouldn't look like it was just busywork? Folding his hands together, Captain Vatara came up with what would hopefully be a solution to the cloaked one's boredom.

"As ya know, I can't go turnin' ya loose on the streets just like that. It ain't how we work. However, thanks to our short numbers, I really dun' have anyone watchin' my back anymore..." Leon turned to him, grinning. "What do ya say? Ya can spend the day here at the booth an' help us out with the recruitin'. An' who knows? Ya might even get to know me." Normally, he would not trust his back to someone who he just met, but there was something he liked about Saifer already. Maybe Captain Vatara saw a bit of himself in him.



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These gems, look at how they shine!

● + Leena + ●

It had been a long time since Leena had come out into the open market like this. A very long time. She had heard much news of the war, and the terrible losses it brought to all of Learania. She remembered the personal sting it brought to her as if it were yesterday.

"Was what I've done not been enough for them? Is it because I chose the path of peace...?" she lamented, as she walked down the streets, lost in deep reflection. If anyone noticed her, Leena did not notice them now. She was trying to sort out how to go forward, if there was even a way to do so. Leon had found his way, and as a friend and ally of him and the Watch, she too had to find a way.

When Leena finally decided to look up, she saw a sight for sore eyes. Not too far from her was a forge, not like the one in her shop, but a bigger one that could be used to make weapons. A true blacksmith's forge... it drew her closer, reminding her of the days when she saw her own father's forge, and the "magic" he worked with it. Coming up to the man close by it, an idea hatched in her mind. That was what she needed to be of a further help to her allies...

"Excuse me, sir. You're a blacksmith, right? Have you ever thought of joining your armory alongside a shop?" asked Leena politely. "My business has been very good, although unfortunately, it's because of the war..."

¤ - Magical Jeweler - ¤

This light is what dreams are made of!

I ain't forgettin' anyone,
and I also ain't regrettin' anything.


"Dun' look so nervous now!" Leon said, chuckling. "Just cuz I'm higher ranked dun' mean I'm gonna bite."

He wondered if the new guy was just a bit shy because he was new, or if he had heard of the former Captain's reputation of drawing a sword and asking questions later. Hopefully it was the former. Leon wouldn't want to think that anyone saw him as his late leader. He was much different, in many ways.

"So." Leon began, trying to start a new conversation. "Where are ya from, huh? I dun' believe I've seen ya around much before."

"A general? At your young age? That's very impressive Amelia, and yes it truly is a pleasure to meet you." He smiled at her it was a wide grin that crinkled the skin under his eyes and flashed a row of white teeth. "So when not leading brave men into battle towards glorious victory, what do you do Amelia?"

Jack was trying to be friendly, he didn't know that this woman's husband had just recently died, if he did he might have tried a different approach. It wasn't easy keeping up the reputation of the friendliest man in the world! He walked along beside the small general, hands balled into his pockets. He could tell already that her shell would be a hard one to crack, but not impossible.

Never impossible.

Joshua took the writing utensil and quickly filled out the forms, his writing was very effeminate, for in addition to teaching him sword play Carlyle had been taught him basically everything he knew, and the man would accept nothing less than perfection whether writing or fighting. Carlyle had been more than a father to him once The King had died, this had only made his betrayal hurt worse, Joshua couldn’t even be certain anymore his father had really died of natural causes, the thought that maybe Carlyle had been behind that too made him shiver. Once he’d finished filling out everything that seemed necessary he handed the form back to FD with a smile. "A week huh? Sounds good, hopefully the pay is good, my pouch has been a little light lately." He winked at the dragon before turning around and leaning back on the table with his elbows to steady him. In a casual manner he studied the crowd... and nearly choked when he saw someone he recognized.

"Well, well!" He exclaimed, nudging Ephraim in the side, "Would you look at that! Innes of Frelia!" Joshua pushed off the table and walked up behind the Prince, Innes and L'Arachel had been the only two of the royals to have kept their relatives alive during the war and last he heard neither had taken their respective thrones. So while Joshua and Ephraim where Kings, Innes was likely still a Prince, the swordsman had a feeling that would really get the poor man’s goat, Innes had always had a cool head but a fiery passion, even after Joshua had admitted to... fixing... the coin tosses he'd continued to play the games.

Now Joshua approached him from behind, "You seem like a man who enjoys a good bet, care to toss a coin with me, Your Highness?"

Excuse me, sir. You're a blacksmith, right? Have you ever thought of joining your armory alongside a shop? What's that? Turning around, he noticed that someone else who seemed to have the look of a forger approached him. She was even wanting to work with him? Well that would be one way to learn about the people here in this world.

My business has been very good, although unfortunately, it's because of the war... Huh? There had been a war going on? So that explains why there was so much construction going on. "It would be an honor to work with you. After all I'm still fairly new to this place." He extended his hand with a smile towards Leena. "The name's Enailios Liadon. Figure we will need to know each other's names if we are to work together. To answer your question earlier, I am a blacksmith. I've been working on this profession for seven years now."

Well things were looking up for this newcomer after all. He had someone who was gonna come back later for a commission, and now he was getting a partnership. He could get used to this place...wherever this place was.