<strong>"I cannot think of a place I would rather be." </strong><br/><br/>Like Shajira, Larsen was not enamored with his current guild association.  The dues were considerably lower than for the one in Benora, which he appreciated.  After all, his experiments with divine spells were not particularly cheap.  He'd all but mastered the use of simple wands, so much so that he could now confidently craft them, but he'd yet to get into scrolls, not to mention actually attempt casting them himself, with one exception that even Shajira did not know about.  But yes, dues were low, especially for Shajira.  In addition, a different type of customer visited the guild in The Downed Harpy.  Their jobs seemed divided into two distinct categories.  The first consisted of completely uninteresting situations believed by the uneducated to be some great monster.<br/><br/>The second category consisted of those that actually involved great monsters.<br/><br/>He noticed Kimiko getting food, and reminded himself that pretty much every mission they'd be on would have at least one monster.  He'd not seen her transform into a dragon, but the signs were there.  She radiated dragon, though he had no clue which type.  She didn't dress like one, though.  By all appearances, she was some beautiful woman using her body to make up for a lack of natural talent, a constant apprentice, but she'd quickly proven that incorrect. Well, she'd proven she had talent.  He doubted that she was above using her body.<br/><br/>In that she was not alone.  Lucy, as well, seemed particularly willing to put on a show, at least with her eidolon.  He considered the words of one of the waitresses (such a sad task for one studying the arcane) and wondered how much truth there was to them.  Were such services expected here?  He'd not been surprised to learn their waitress, a novice even compared to novices, was open to prostitution, and he'd expect no better of Virgo, who likely did not know better, but the "fiery trio" as well?  He made a note to talk to Shajira about that later, and noted as well that he felt more curious about the question than suspicious or jealous.<br/><br/>While pondering the likelihood of the Harpy's mages being prostitutes, he'd been listening with half an ear to the conversations around him, and chuckled at Kyleton's remark toward Sekani.  There was significant truth to it.  Sekani might be the strongest among them by far, but he would never be "big," not without the help of magic.  Larsen was well aware that the remark applied to him as well.  While tall enough to possibly be imposing, there was little muscle on Larsen's body.  At times, in fact, he feared he might be the weakest among them.  His fragile body had been among his primary motivations for studying the arcane, and while adventure and magic had made him tougher, he would still hesitate to take on even the poorest militia conscript in hand to hand combat.<br/><br/>Larsen was briefly distracted by the customers as things become awkward, but talk of the jobs got his full attention.  He quickly walked over to the bounty board and reviewed the jobs.<em>Bandits pay the least, but also may have enough on them to make up the difference.  Never mind, that pot is split too many ways as it is.  The graveyard has one taker already, but that is still 2,000 gold each with her, me, and Shajira, plus whatever the looters possess.  I think we have determined our course.</em>He nodded to Melania and walked over to her, gesturing for Shajira to join him.<strong>"Shajira and I can help with that.  Two mages, as requested."</strong>