A strange face in a new place (Open)

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Logan slowly allowed his golden brown eyes to open, pupils constricting rapidly into slits against the bright light of the sun that assaulted his gaze. He could smell the stench of the unwashed masses as they milled through the centre of the town. He could feel the warmth of the sun beating on his pale skin, roughened and aged from a life of monster hunting. He could hear the soft calming noise of the fountain behind him, and feel the smooth stone that made its edge up under one hand. He could also hear the banter of the folk passing through the area.

As both a warning and a sign he still wore the medallion around his neck, so the medallion itself rested obviously over where the belts holding his blades in place crossed. His blades were securely strapped to his back, and his leather jerkin and trousers while mud splattered from his journey and obviously old and well worn in fitted him. As did the mud caked boots he’d walked the distance in. By his side resting on his leg was the comforting weight of his travellers pack and he was reminded again he would need to find a safe location to leave that before he truly set about his task.

This only reminded him of his need to start networking. No matter how much he disliked it he needed to find people and get a network of people he could at least trust. People he could meditate in their abodes and know he was safe from attack. Due to his wandering lifestyle he saw no point in keeping property himself. It would likely become a den of bandits and thieves and then he would have to clear them out any time he wanted to reside there. No it was better to make use of others property.

Of course he was also aware finding anything like a notice board, or even talking to people and finding the worries that plagued them. Not that he enjoyed the latter. Slowly he allowed his golden eyes to drift over the people, hunting for that spark, anything. Anything to give him his required knowledge. A quiet exhaled breath escaped barely parted lips as he continued his steady scanning, almost as if patiently waiting for someone. Just he didn’t know who.

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Delliks lazily walked through town, his skin, face, arms, neck, any exposed skin really. Was quite dirty. With most of the roads repaired, and work coming only once in what seemed like a blue moon, he was having to live outside of town, sleeping under the stars. Sure it had been fun for awhile, but he was growing exhausted. It took its toll eventually and he was beginning to feel it. He needed a job to invest in a tent. That would be best he figured. If he had to live like this for awhile, a tent was something that would help him from going completely nuts!

Eventually, after gently shoving and pushing through the crowd of the town, he found himself at what was the center. On his way he had heard... from ease-dropping, nothing. Not a thing that would help him. He came to the fountain and splashed some water on his face before looking around. An eyebrow raised as his stomach growled in hunger. He could always steal a little bit. Just a piece of fruit or something of the like. Sure it wasn't ideal... but life was worth doing some questionable things sometimes.

Still, Delliks first decided to look around and keep his eyes open, he began walking within the crowd, going at a slower pace, listening, waiting, hoping for news that could assist him. He had missed the creature hunt. Missed because there was no way he was going after a giant centipede the things gave him the shivers.

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Logan's gaze slowly settled onto Delliks. Of course it would do, seeming as he seemed to be rough. He might have useful information as well. Slowly he moved to approach threading through the crowd to slip to follow behind him. He rarely glanced about him as his eyes roved over the crowd ahead. He was looking for an opening to bring into a conversation even as he kept up his eyes and ears being open as he still tried to sift through the general chatter of the crowd.

His eyes glanced skyward before he finally risked making a general comment. "You look like a body who requires food," he stated slowly, warily. He didn't want to risk making assumptions.

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((Sooooo sorry, soonish turned into lateish XD))

Delliks chuckled to himself as he turned around at the voice, expecting to see a small boy or perhaps a teenager. His eyes met with neither of these things and he looked at the man who had spoken and chuckled for a moment before he answered.
"A long time, it has been since I've been called boy." Delliks shrugged, "I do suppose we are all boys to another man or another eh?"

He looked him over quickly. This man seemed different, although he looked as though he was Delliks' age, his face, his countenance... His eyes, yes his eyes. He felt like the experiences were written on him. The experiences of hardship. Of course this could mean a great deal of things. Too much sun for one. A farmer, a mercenary like himself, a prisoner having been tortured, an extreme hunter. Heck it could just be from the wind or dirt. The more he thought about it. The more he convinces himself that he was over thinking the whole thing. But that did get him thinking. What did his face tell when others looked at it?

"Yes, you would be right. I have found myself rather hungry, don't suppose you have knowledge of a free meal around here, or work for some eh?"

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"I have a small amount of coin on me, I require however... information," Logan stated slowly. He knew that by revealing he carried coin he probably made himself a potential target of any would be thief. However he was also aware that money oft did buy information in his experience. "I'd be willing to pay for such information," he added on.

"I'm... a monster hunter. A bounty hunter who generally works for contract - whoever can afford my services as a rule is who I'll work for, however I have not quite got myself settled here," he added on. It wasn't a lie. He rarely settled fully anywhere. "So as thus I have yet to build up a... network... of information. So I was wondering. Have you heard of anything that may interest me?" he finally got to the crux of the question he'd been slowly building to. His head tilted as he regarded the other next to him curiously.

There was a certain intentness in his gaze. Almost a hunters gaze, only he wasn't the target of the red hawk.

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Delliks, being a mercenary, was quite similar to this man in a way, although he didn't specialize in monsters as it seemed this man did. It was quite interesting. A but of him wanted to ask exactly how broad of a statement that was. What was a monster. But he thought it best not to.

The other thing Delliks and the man seemed to share is methods. He wanted a network, just like Delliks. Although he was further along.

"Alright friend I'll share my wisdom." And although his stomach disagreed with him he was to give it for free. The others woul not, he would need all the money he had for the more important info. "No use breaking your pocket now though. Best to have some for those with the tighter lips eh?" Delliks chuckled for a moment before sighing. Thinking over all the places, the people he had spent a good amount of time finding. One of the unspoken tules was to never give up your informers... Your network was your lifeline. The roadway to jobs, food, covering tracks, and spreading word of your abilities and skills. Competition in your network was never welcomed or advised. But Delliks was a loner, so the competition could be fun.

He smirked thinking about a rival, "The market is home to a doubled shop that is also the city location of the Hunter's Guild. You can find hunts and creature problems posted there often. The reward and pay often comes from the Kingdom if it is a large threat. But most just rears you with a pat on the back. Hard to make a living of that eh? But good enough to get your name out there." Delliks looked around for a moment. Sure he didn't mind telling one man a few of his secrets. But he didn't want everyone to know! He leaned in a bit closer and began to whisper.
"Listen here now friend, you go to the alleys for the real information. For the targets that line your pockets. Within those mazes you'll find a man named Gaharm. In appearance he seems like a snake charmer. But he will get you whatever you need. I could give you his exact location within them but, where is the fun in that eh? People like us, we like a good challenge." Delliks gave a chuckled before beginning to speak at a normal volume and returning to a more public spacing between the two of them.
"Other than that you can try your luck in the a Bandit Camp within the wastelands." He lifted his fingers up and rubbed them together, "much too much in my opinion."