Tomorrow did indeed come and after making himself a hearty breakfast. Weom once again picked up the advertisement and pondered it for sometime. He had a few days free from the pits and perhaps he could find the time to allow her his. He would listen to what she had to say he thought and if he did not like the sound of it, he could always leave. “So I’m going to the foreign quarter am I?” he said to his dog, Max, whom he was stroking from under the table. “Fancy a little extension on our usual walk tonight, aye?”<br/><br/>He knew of the Quelskan Kitchen, he had eaten there before. So he finished up his breakfast and spent the day preparing for his little trip. The meeting was set for nightfall so he had plenty of time to prepare.<br/><br/>With just one hour to go, he packed some previsions on his horse, Ahearn, and with his dog, obediently to his side, he rode in the direction of the Quelskan Kitchen.<br/><br/>Weom did not live in the most desirable place, but compared to the foreign quarter it was paradise. Food was meant to smell good, wasn’t it? However, it rarely did in this quarter. All he knew was that if you wanted chicken in your meal here, you would be as likely to get it as receive good head sex from a virgin princess. He laughed at his comparison as he finally arrived at the entrance to his destination.<br/><br/>Once his horse was securely fasten, he put Max on a lead and entered. He was surprised once inside that he did not have to queue to get in and before long he was shown to this elusive ‘Lady in the Mask’. He was not the first to arrive and would not be the last. He was about to glance over them a little to see if he recognised any of them, but before he did that, his eyes moved to her potential employer. Upon doing this, he found that he became transfixed. I hold that would most likely remain until the end of the meeting.<br/><br/>She seemed to be playing with her food and waiting for something. He did not see the others arrive, nor at this point did he care as a little reptilian creature, no bigger than his arm, leaped onto the table and handed her something. A book it looked like and once she had it, the creature sat next to here. It was clearly a pet of hers. The strangest thing happened next as after a subtle nod the creature began to address both him and the rest of the group. He listened intently as the creature clearly has some sort of lisp or something. Strange how Weom focused on this and not the fact that a speaking reptilian creature was strange in itself.<br/><br/>Once he had finished, Weom observed it open up a black chest. The riches to behold within said chest were reason enough for him to stay. He would do almost anything for money. The pit fighting had proved that.<br/><br/>Once again his eyes moved back to her as she began to speak. It seemed she wanted him and the others to sign the book that her pet had given her. Most likely a contract of sorts. How bad could it be as he walked towards her with every intention of signing? “I am at your service, my lady.” As he put his mark on the page. “I have no questions for the time being as I am sure some will come to me once I have heard what it is that you propose for our ‘first simple task’”. He smiled at her as he backed away so to allow the others the chance to sign. If she wished to address him further, she would have the time later, he thought.<br/>