@Dizzid<br/><br/>"Oh well miss... there is a Inn deeper into the city, and how it is called The Prancing Pony. You'd can find some comforts there suited for a group of your... prestige!" The guardsmen more then nervous to get things over with and the three of you out of their hair. Not wanting that Aes Sedai to keep glaring at them, as though she can catch them on fire with just a thought.<br/><br/>@phantom<br/><br/>The Bartender takes a look of the borderlander, finding you rather strange, but not wanting to annoy someone of his obvious combat strength. Taking a while to think about what sort of jobs there are with the region. Finally addressing you proper. "Oh well, there is always the mines, they would enjoy someone of your... stature in there. That or the merchant trains, carrying the ore to Whitebridge and beyond. If you felt like putting your head on a chopping block, you could go to Tar Valon and become a warder..."<br/><br/>Chuckling to himself at the folly of that! Who in their right minds would want to have that lifestyle?<br/><br/>