The Gaest Job

"I guess we'll take the Gaest job. I've never taken down a dragon before, but I hear Salvin has alot of experience with them so it should be safe."

Tychus nodded slowly, but then his gaze drifted to the man in question.

"Salvin might be hard on you though. When he came in raving about you two, I thought he might go back and kill you himself. It took both Ace and Morgan to hold him down."

"Morgan? He's twice Ace's size with the muscles to match. Salvin's smaller than both of them."

"Aye, he is small but it is all tough, weathered muscle. He's spent years relying only on himself, so he isn't too keen on the idea of having partners anyway. He was pretty disgusted about you two..."

Rondo stood up and stretched, drawing the attention of half the Lounge. When he spoke, it was loud enough for everyone to hear, although he acted like it wasn't intentional.

"Well, If we're going after a dragon, I think we should take some time to rest and gather our gear."

"Right, make sure he and everyone around him knows who he's working with now. Great way to make friends," muttered Tychus as he put a hand to his head as if it hurt.

"Come on mutt, I'll show you the armory in the basement," Venus said as she began leading a chuckling Rondo to the basement.