"This is annoying." a grunt followed, Asarb hated this kind of work, especially because it hadn't been his choice rather it had been forced on them by a certain someone. Him talking netted him a piercing stare from their black and hot pink coated Haedian 'co-worker'. He simply grinned in return thinking himself untouchable.
He and Katholes had gotten caught selling fake alchemical brews in Warrenfall which had amounted to selling weird brews of tea and were now on the run from the auth...
