Pendant Associates

"Oh, believe me. I intend to be important here." Bastien had never had any doubts he would make himself big no matter where he was. He was someone who just knew he was the main character in his own story, knew greater things were waiting ahead - even if it was significantly less obvious to anyone else. Thinking of his plans, he passed a hand over the pendant on his chest. Hearing there was a guild for Bounty Hunters was a bit of a shock. Bastien was surprised there were enough people here for it to be needed, that personal scores weren't just settled by yourself with a knife and a dark corner. It wasn't as if there was an official law to break. But these things marked a kind of progress he supposed, if a gruesome one. "Ah. So how is business? How many outlaws are there here? Or do you just hunt monsters? And...there is no money here. How are you paid?" He found the questions kept coming once he'd thought of them. "What is your criteria for entry? I have not seen any guards or fighters here, just people who claim to have been soldiers." Not that he was asking for himself; he could not think of anything worse than doing the dirty work of murder for someone else. Bastien I am the remedy to your heart