The young clerk was flabbergasted at the audacity of the white haired Blanqua. "Are you crazy? I know my job! I am just taking the applications and sorting through them like I was ordered. I am not..." he looked at the room with annoyance. "Not going to leave right now. Though you have a point."<br/><br/>He stood up and pointed at what he knew were couriers and of no use to the mission. "You there! Come and take this man's coin and be useful. Fetch us refreshments and be quick about it. The rest of you, this is an extremely dangerous assignment. You may not be coming back for a reward. Anyone with family at home and dependent on you, I will not accept for this assignment. If you are not at least a fifth degree mage or a skilled fighter with experience dealing with possible undead or dangers as yet unknown, best to go to the local boards and look for work here in the city."<br/><br/>Several elves stood up and left, unwilling to face that much danger or having family to care for. That left only a few who looked bored at the mention of danger.<br/><br/>Jia grinned at Nys, "You are very forthright in your assessment of the situation. I am Jiana Silvermane, you may call me Jia." she bowed low to him. The raven was quite pretty and almost of a size with the Faela. Jia tilted her head to look at the glossy black plumage and smiled.<br/><br/>"As to what I saw, it is called the Ebon Mist. Very dangerous indeed. I have since learned it is an ancient cursed artifact that sits in an underground Temple. More than likely guarded by ghosts and wraiths. The mist corrupts those it touches, turning them into undead fiends." her voice suddenly turned quiet as she remembered quite clearly the loss of her friends. "I have lost two of my best friends to the Ebon Mist. I want to do my part to take care of this situation. I owe it to them if nothing else."<br/><br/>As she spoke three more who had just walked in, heard her words of what they would be facing. They turned around and left without leaving an application.