Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20161125025753/@comment-27743663-20170108080432

Ugh, more questions, more answering, more talking, more work. He supposed he only had himself to blame for skimming on details. Tch. A second glass of wine and cup appearing before the table in front of him through the typical golden ripple, he slid them effortlessly across the table towards the Hobo.

"The Kitchen is safe, yes. Even I have the dencency to keep a location to prepare food clean," spoke Gillian as he traced his finger around his cup, pointedly leaving out the fact he once got food-poisoning for not doing so, "as for my ingredients, only the best of the basics. You'll find plenty vegetables, meats, cheeses and the like." Granted he left out the portion they were all still packed and shoved into the drawers in a mess, but, they were still fresh. After all, he got them just before summoning his house.

"If you need assistance in the matter, I suppose I have no problems helping out. I did say I would help prepare food and drinks. As for your question, Miss Lily, it's on the flyer. There were a set of roles to apply for, 4 in total, each pertaining to a skillset I required, the skills listed. If I had to name them, I required an Archer, being the Homeless Man, Caster, being Miss Cerise, Berserker, being yourself Miss Lily, and an Assassin, being the Thieving Filth."

Listing them off as roles from popular games should help envision their roles better. If they knew the games anyway. If they didn't, they were worthless to him. Uncrossing his legs and crossing his other one over, drumming his fingers impatiently.

"My occupation? I serve as a Hunter and a Blacksmith. I make weapons for those that interest me and pay. As for what's in these particular ruins and my own renown knowledge on it...don't fret over such details. It's a personal matter."

Swaying his cup around in his hands, he conntinued to look towards the hallway, a frown forming as he sat up a bit straighter as his back started to bother him. Perhaps Memories didn't like crowds? No matter. Ah, that reminded him.

"My introduction is unnecessary, but as for the woman outside, that would be Miss Memories. Only an alias I'm afriad, her real name unknown. Quite a compotent woman, I can tell simply from a glance at her weapon. Toys like that are not easy ones to use, and only fools flaunt them uselessly. To gain a reputation as hers, one needs to experienced in wielding it."

Topping his glass twice on the table, he hummed to himself, his elbow placed on the table and leaning against the hand connected to it. His expression remained as dull as before, no major change to it.

"Any furher clarifications?"