Larry
Weaving her way through the crowd she manages to spot a singular table in the corner of the tavern that seems nominally empty. I say nominally because there is a single man, gruff in appearance and hairier then a rug. With exception of his head - which is completely bald and shines like a piece of metal recently rubbed down with oil. He spots the canifor girl and waves his hand, motioning for her to come over to him. He seems extremely serious - or perhaps it's just impossible to tell any real facial expressions when his face looks like a full head of hair. The dog still gets quite a few looks, and it's only a matter of time until one of the drunk patrons decides to act on their misgivings with the creature. Besides that, it doesn't seem like there's anywhere else to really sit and soon enough it looks like there won't even really be space to *Stand!*
Marc
*As Juna tried to move through the growing crowd she would eventually catch sight of the man waving to her. At first she would glance around, partially thinking that he was waving to someone else only to come to realize that he was gesturing for her to come over. Taking a deep breath, she would make her way over to the table, not immediately sitting down as she drew close.*"It's... It's okay for me to sit here...?"*She would ask. Not quite wanting to take the chair if it was meant for someone else and he was only gesturing her over to talk. Jace on the other hand wouldn't care in the slightest, quickly trying to make his way underneath the table to claim the area as his before anyone else could despite their not really being much competition for it. The Jackal would sit down, seemingly standing guard as Juna remained standing in waiting.*"I'm... Sorry about him... It... Doesn't seem many like him here... But... We needed shelter from the rain..."
Larry
He points to the wooden chair placed adjacent to his and says "Sit." Direct and to the point. Once she sits he shifts in his chair to face her, his eyes being the only thing visible through his facial rug - a deep brown with an intensity like that of a roaring fire. He'll open up with "You will get shelter. And gold if you are willing to work." To emphasize the goal part he takes out what looks to be a medium sized coin pouch and places it upon the table, the jingling of coins causing quite a few heads to turn their way. His eyes look directly at her, as if he is trying to peer into her very soul. It's quite intense really, and one would not be faulted for faltering in the face of such an intense gaze.
Marc
*Juna sat down, not wanting to give him a chance to change his mind with all the space being taken up within the the Tavern.*"Work?"*She questioned. Juna wasn't quite sure what the man exactly meant by that, unless he was expecting her to go out and hunt in the rain.*"What... Kind of work?"*The Canifor would watch as the man placed the pouch of coins in front of her. There was no telling how much was in there, however, whatever the amount was it could make up for what she spent on the bread to which she would take a small bite of as she had yet to completely finish it. Eventually she would swallow it all down in a big gulp as the bread eventually vanished from sight with the Canifor eating what was left of it. As he stared at her intensely, she would avoid his gaze, deciding to focus more on her Jackal who was letting out a low growl at the people turning in their direction, clearly not liking the looks from them.*
Larry
His reply is brief and stuttered almost as if he doesn't have a full grasp of the language he's speaking "Yes, work. You are hunter - I can tell, hunter good at scouting. Need scout for... Work." He motions for her to open up the coin pouch to confirm that it is indeed gold. If she does decide to open the coin pouch she'll find, from a guestimate - about fifteen golden coins or so. Before she can even respond or make any actions besides that he also takes out a rolled up piece of paper from a satchel placed upon his side, unraveling it so it lays flat on the table. A map of sorts, of this region at least - upon the map is something clearly marked, though what it means isn't exactly known. What is known, is that it seems to be leagues away from any kind of documented civilization.
Marc
*Her ears would twitch to the side. Maybe it was her muffling her own hearing or the man's accent that made his sentences so fragmented, but at least she could understand that he wanted her to scout for something. As he gestured for her to check the bag, she would open it up ever so slightly to see the coins in it before closing it once more and looking back at the man.*"You need me to scout... But... For what...?"*She asked. When the man showed her the map, she could only look at it in confusion. Juna didn't know the place too well nor was she sure of what this was supposed to be a map of.*"I'm... Not quite sure where this... Is... I'm a little new here..."*She admits not sure how much that would hinder her ability to scout out an area. Juna was so used to the Salvania forests that it would be a simple walk in the park there, but here? She might as well be heading out into enemy lands.*
Larry
He nods promptly before responding "You good in buildings yes?" Seemingly implying some kind of building exploration, rather then an environmental one. He points to the area marked on the map and says "If agree I take you to here, but not into. You disarm traps, take note of items, then get paid." Almost on cue he reaches out to grab the coins, plopping the coin pouch into his satchel and saying "We leave when rain stop. You want drink? Will pay." He shifts in his seat to look out into the thick crowd, moving his head to the right and left as if looking for someone. It doesn't seem like he finds who he is looking for however, since he turns back to look at Juna to gauge her reaction, or to better hear her reply over the ever louder environment.
Marc
"Buildings...? I guess... I can be..."*She says. Juna had never really fully scouted a building, especially with most of the buildings she's been to just being just the taverns and guilds she has visited. However, she knew how to scout just as well as any in a forest, surely a building wasn't so different, right? Just more enclosed. Look for traps and take note of items? It made Juna question why there were such things in this building he spoke of or more so why he needed it to be scouted out, but Juna figured she might as well repay the kind gesture of him allowing her a seat in a place like this. When he offered her a drink, she would hesitate for a moment. She was rather parched after eating the bread and Jace would most likely want something as well even if the man wasn't willing to pay for him.*"Just... Some water would be nice..."*She says quietly,*
Larry
He nods, and as he stands up the true scale of his size is revealed. A towering and imposing man, around what one would measure as six feet in modern imperial measurements. His shoulders are half as wide as he is tall and if it weren't for the thick animal hides he was wearing it's likely his body would be just as rugged and imposing as his stature. Truly not someone one would dare mess with, that's for sure. A brutal looking axe is slung along his waist - which was hidden from view when he was seated. The crowd parts around him as if he was a mountain placed in the middle of a stream. He's not absent for too long, as he comes back holding two tankards. He places one - sloshing with water, on her side of the table and begins to down his. It seems if there's nothing more to ask him - or to discuss, that they may just have to sit back and enjoy the festivities until the rain clears up.
Marc
*Juna stared up at the man as he stood up fully, a small bit intimidated by his stature and weapon he carried. She would remain silent, turning to watch as he walked past the crowd with ease only to come back with the water she had requested. With him placing it on her side of the table, she would slowly drink from it. Even at the slow rate, it wasn't long for it to be half empty with her needing to hydrate. She would eventually lower it to the floor to allow her Jackal to drink from it until he had his fill. It seemed the man had nothing else to say for the time being which she was fine with. Turning her head she would watch the dancers continue their performance for the time being as they waited out the rain.*
Larry
Time passes slowly when one is watching the clock, or so they say. Luckily for Juna, she is not watching the clock but rather the festivities ongoing within this establishment. It feels like only minutes have past, when in truth it's been several hours. Eventually the pitter patter of rain is replaced with the sound of birds chirping, and the clouds part to reveal a soon-to-be setting sun. Regardless, Juna's "Employer" Is a man of his word and returns to Juna after having left to check if the rain had stopped stating "Rain stopped. We go now." He then turns around and heads towards the door, not checking to see if she was following him or not. If she's quick she can take advantage of the parting effect this man has on people and use it to advance quickly through the crowd.
Marc
*For a moment, it seemed like Juna hadn't heard him, the only acknowledgement of his words reaching her being the gentle flick of her ears. Eventually she would turn her head, seeing him walk off past the crowd.*"Oh-"*She said, quickly getting up from her seat and following after him. Seeing his owner on the move, Jace would get up from his place beneath the table and pace after her. It seemed Juna had been so distracted by the festivities that she hardly realized the time passing. However, that wasn't important now. It was time to get down to business. Moving past the crowd, Juna would hurry to catch up with him while her Jackal made sure not to allow a gap to develop between them as he followed.*