by Xian » Fri Oct 22, 2004 12:49 am
"Naturally, my lady, it's hardly any trouble," Athidus preened with a gentle wave of his right hand. His other was preoccupied with scratching the head of a titikki, which he affectionately named "Kunai," that had warmed up to him during the years that he had been coming to the natural lakes among the giant mushrooms. It had become a habit of his to direct those who became disoriented within the almost forest-esque terrain to the nearest landmark. The latest young drowolath girl thanked him politely before making off in the perscribed direction. Athidus resumed his meditation and waited for the next wayward wanderer.
Although meditation generally involves peace of mind, Athidus found his thoughts revolving around his ever-empty ada pouch. He paid his rent by the week at the Black Dragon Inn, and he didn't have enough to pay for another without sacrificing a few necessities, such as food. Picking pockets in the market generally did him no favours, as most drow were careful enough to carry one pouch filled with rocks or scrap washers from failed home improvement projects while keeping their coin purse carefully hidden. Breaking into houses, while often lucrative, was very risky. Most were designed with security in mind, and casing them was never easy. Athidus rarely went anywhere without a good map in hand.
"Male," he heard, and opened one eye to look upon a tall, overly-slender drow with the flowing dress of a noble. Athidus rose to his feet, then bowed low before her, showing all the respect proper of his position as a mercenary.
"Mistress," he replied amicably.
"Has a young lady passed here within the last five minutes?"
"Ah yes, I believe I know who you seek. I directed her to the market a little ways beyond the tall mushroom you see there," he said with a gesture of his hand. The tall female noble departed without a word, and Athidus resumed his place beside the pool, adjusting the position of the bow strapped to his back so as not to sit on it. Kunai nudged his elbow persistantly until he began petting it again, and he grinned.
Today, it seemed, would be a day like any other. All in all, he considered, It could be worse.