<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/FZmdnmG.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Kaisen (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1851359)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>:10/10<strong>SF</strong>: 1/1<strong>Status</strong>:<br/><strong>AC</strong>:15<strong>Initiative</strong>:<br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><strong>Roll:</strong><br/><strong>damage:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"Hmmm, goblins huh? Doesn't sound too hard...and a river monster?" he mused, turning the different offers over in his mind. They were both around the same area, so he could probably try to double up and get both this river monster<em>and</em>take out a few goblins along the way. Looks like he'd be hauling a lot of body parts around though...not exactly the most glamorous prospect....<br/><br/>"Oh...?" he muttered softly, craning his neck back to glance over his shoulder at the new arrival...well, not quite so new, "huh, well fancy meeting you again. You know I haven't even burned off breakfast yet, I could use a bit of a break before you come knocking again" he teased, leaning back and gently rapping his knuckles against his chest plate to punctuate the "knocking", "You look pretty different yourself, to think my adorably bashful John was actually such a dashing and strong hero" he cooed, flashing him a toothy smile and a wink. Though while he played it off so casually, it was actually way more embarrassing talking to a client outside of the brothel than he thought it'd be, especially since he was a fellow adventurer. Of course he was good at masking it, staying assertive and extroverted in order to keep "control" of the situation. If you owned your whoredom then no one could use it against you, that's what he told himself the first time he agreed to sell his body for money. A proud whore made a valiant hero...or something like that...<br/><br/>And speaking of valor..."yeah, I was thinking about going after a few goblins myself. but..." he murmured, suddenly shifting his gaze and tapping the note scrawled in chicken scratch, the missing child case, "I think I'll go with this instead. It's not good to let little munchkins run around causing a ruckus" he said with a chuckle and a shrug. Perhaps it was his good heart, or perhaps he just wanted to look good in front of the other adventurer by going for the more altruistic request rather than the "easy coin". After all he made plenty of easy coin as it was, and he needed to show he was a proper hero and not just some whore playing mercenary. Plus maybe if he was lucky his search would lead him over to the marsh anyways. Maybe this river monster was the one who kidnapped the kid, then he'd get to show his virtue AND get paid, best of both worlds!<br/><br/>"Well I should probably get on it then. Have fun hunting gobbos..." the half-elf mused, spinning around on his heel and leaning up to whisper in the man's ear "...and if that 30 gold gets too heavy...you know where you can spend it..." he cooed, planting a chaste little smooch on his cheek before heading off, stopping to ask any passerby if they knew where this Mr. Wheen lived.<br/><br/>