Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170228220646/@comment-24141785-20170306234715

Freana had grown tiresome of waiting: waiting for the merchant to pay her back. Dimly lit torches were all that stood from devouring the clothes shop in darkness, and the mage was starting to consider the possibility that she was stalling.

"When you contracted me to make your ex partner 'sleep', I didn't think the hardest part would be the payment." The Breton groaned, folding her arms as she paced herself across the room. "Hurry up. Otherwise I might start experimenting with my lightning with your expensive vases."

At first, the merchant grumbled under her breath and carried on searching for the coin, or at least she appeared to do so. It was only when the mage sent sparks flying did she finally come out.

"See... Everything I owed you. Everything. Now can you please go?" Freana watched the merchant slide a coin bag across the table, and from her words and tone she sensed the fear dripping from the girl's mouth. She knew that if she really wanted to, she wanted to she could easily take advantage of her vulnerability and extort more out of her. Lucky for the merchant, the mage had done that previously to a gross extent with a lord of a local village.

"Heh. Don't you worry now... This is a one off." The Breton swiped the coin bag off the counter, "A generous act on my behalf, so to speak." Freana waltzed out of the building, closing the door behind her with a smug look on her face.

I've no more contracts, I've got coin to spend and I've nothing better to do...

Might as well get shit-faced...