Destiny's Tears: Zykovian's Sidetrack

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, how much are we talking about? I guess if it uses up a whole lot of storage space then maybe somewhere from three to five credits per day?"

"As to El, no, I haven't seen Eloquence around, at least at the moment."

 

[Keia]

"Actually, it's nothing more than a few family momentos, a couple of comfortable pillows, a couple changes of clothes," Zykovian replied. The couch he liked so well and the rest of the furniture was with the flat, or so he thought.

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Yup, the furniture was there when he got there)

"Well, in that case it's two credits a day at most then--don't try to say it's too low, I won't hear of it."

 

[Keia]

"Alright, Amity," Zykovian replied with a little sigh, "though I would have paid you more. After thinking about it and reviewing all of my options . . . or at least all that I can think of . . . I believe I'm better off letting the flat go at the moment. Though, I really did like that couch."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"That's really a shame...Maybe you'll get lucky and the next person to lease it won't be able to keep up the payments? Well, at least you have a ship now, right?"

 

[Keia]

"Yeah . . . not my ship though, either," Zykovian mused. With a smile, he suggested, "I'm getting terribly close to being a vagabond, I fear."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, you've done alright for yourself, though. You have always stuck to your ideals throughout it all, and you know, there aren't many in Eldiz who can say that, right?"

 

[Keia]

"I suppose," Zykovian offered, "Always something positive, eh Amity?"

*Zykovian scanned through the inn, he was getting ready to move on and return back to the establishment that held him flat.*

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I figure always look on the bright side...there are a lot worse places to be in life than deciding on whether you're going to spend your five thousandish credits to renew the lease on a good home or just hold onto them yourself."

*Zykovian sees some faces he recognises from previous visits to the inn, but he doesn't see the telltale dark glasses of Eloquence or anyone with whom he was overly familiar.*

 

[Keia]

"Very true, my dear Amity," Zykovian replied, though there wasn't a strength of conviction behind his words. "Very true indeed."

Zykovian thought over putting the funds toward his payoff of the Spelljamming ship. Based on the contracts he signed, how in debt was Zykovian to the convocation?

OOC: I'll be out likely until tomorrow later afternoon, just a heads up.