Diplomatic Immunity--Preface: Vasha's Discovery

[Bront]

"Isn't there anything I could do?" she asks with pleeding eyes. "I've never had to get worry about money before. I'm... I'm not sure what I can do to earn it."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, I'm sure there's plenty of ways a pretty girl like you could get money here..."

 

[Bront]

"Like how?" Vasha asks, curiously.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well," pondering several different options, he chooses one, "You could be a waitress or a barmaid, for instance. Or if you have a special skill, you could use that...or you could sell yourself if you had no other recourse, I guess."

 

[Bront]

Vasha shudders at the thought of selling herself, not even knowing what was ment by that. "I guess I'll have to find something" she says, somewhat dejected.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Wow, you must be very sheltered if you've never had to work before until now...you should count yourself lucky, but at least you're getting some real-world experience."

 

[Bront]

She nods, and then leans forward and whispers to the captain "What do you think of the Dragonlords?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"What an interesting question. Do you mean all Dragonlords in general or the upper echelon--the Dragonkings and the Dragonemperor himself?"

 

[Bront]

"Just in general." she says. "I've realy not had much of a chance to encounter them, but was warned to be careful. You seem to know a lot about the area, and have been nice enough to answer my questions." She smiles.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Be careful of the Dragonlords, eh? Sounds like something one of those Mojiin would say. As for my opinion on them, well I guess I'm biased, being a Dragonlord myself."