Sulannus glances at Shan, and her cheeks color slightly. She'd hoped he might ask...but Corellon curse it...they needed coin. Arvandor send that the gods would help the humble...for she'd never been called on to lower herself more than now.
"If you please, I have another question," she managed. "Healing has...depleted our funds. Is there a reputable place where those skilled in magic and arms might seek employment in this city? Of a...short term nature, I mean."
Still blushing, she manages to raise her head as though she -weren't- begging for a job. If one couldn't be proud, one could at least salvage one's dignity.
"If you please, I have another question," she managed. "Healing has...depleted our funds. Is there a reputable place where those skilled in magic and arms might seek employment in this city? Of a...short term nature, I mean."
Still blushing, she manages to raise her head as though she -weren't- begging for a job. If one couldn't be proud, one could at least salvage one's dignity.