He looks up from his trouble attempts at being a blacksmith and says, "I am the court judge of this town and am need of many helpers for various jobs. Would you like a job in this town courtyard or do you seek to make a battle with the nearby peasants? Although you do not reveal yourself I would inquire you to ask me any questions that plague your mind of this fair town. As for the peasantries try the nearby tavern, as of yet we have no tender, although there is one in the next town."
I am unsure as to what jobs you may have in this town that I can perform to your satisfaction. Unfortunately I know little of the usual trades of merchants and peasants. However, if your town is in need of entertainment, I am quite adept at providing an extravagant show.
OOC: how do I add a picture to my stats table?
OOC: Here try this link to an avatar.
"We have various numbers of jobs available, for this town is lonely because of it is still relatively new.There is anything you can think of. An entertainer would be good if we had more people. Hmm maybe a musician would be better, at least some song would lighten up the place. My name is O'Brian and you what name was blessed upon you?"
OOC: I don't have enough FP to get a face yet.
"I'm glad to see at least one of us had the good fortune to be blessed with a name. Mine as it were was carved into my forhead from birth and has hence vanished. I do not wish to endanger your peaceful town for many have placed a price on my head but for greetings sake, you may call me E."
"Well E, such a strange surname, but none the less welcome to the town courtyard. The price on your head matters not hear you just worry for your job and you'll be fine. If someone was to attack you, you have the right to defend yourself. One on one is your own matters, as for numerous on one I will intervene and all who attack me unless challenged will be court ordered to pay a fine and arrested on sight of offense. My primary job is judge but as of yet I take care of the whole towns jobs, not very well either I might add. You may be an entertianer with no encumbrances other than your own." He tries harder to fold his heated metal once more but most likely will fail in his attempts.
"Excuse me", a young man steps forward, he is fair of face, and nicely dress in what seems to be cloths made for travel. "My name is Lionel, and I am new to these parts. I am from the fallen kingdom of Anhangá and I am looking for work to try my hands. The skills I possess best it that I am a user of the arcane arts a sorcerer if you will; I am also a teller of stories, and fair at cooking. If you have any use for these skills I would be most glad for the chance", Lionel asks the smith, "If not I am willing to take any job I can."
Viptonius moved silently through the bustling crowds, The forest green cloak that was thrown over his shoulder shadowing his face, wether by enchantment or just a trick of the light was not known. His sharp eyes drifted over a small grouping of what appeared to be adventuring folk. He leaned against a wall nearby, Silent for now, but making himself known by letting his cloak billow just a bit.