"Tomb raiding, bounty hunting, whatever kind of dangerous work there was to do," a little vague and light on politics, but it serves as a decent enough explanation for now. Sal reaches back down to collect her stack of books to buy, hefting them under her arm.
"Sal the Cacophony, vagrant mage extraodinaire" she says, finally introducing herself. "Or that's what they call me back home. My friends just call me Sal."
Because she doesn't have much experience with kids, it's taking some time to really dawn on her, but when looking past the boy's shoulder, across the store to where some kind of minder ought to be...Well, it doesn't look like anybody is showing up to lecture either of them anytime soon.
"Hey kid, you're not hanging out here by yourself or anything?" Sal's expression goes from confident to maybe slightly worried. Sure, there's plenty of kids and imPorts here who have to fend for themselves, and shit, she herself was taken away from her family when she was only eight. It's probably a needless concern too, but...
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"Sal the Cacophony, vagrant mage extraodinaire" she says, finally introducing herself. "Or that's what they call me back home. My friends just call me Sal."
Because she doesn't have much experience with kids, it's taking some time to really dawn on her, but when looking past the boy's shoulder, across the store to where some kind of minder ought to be...Well, it doesn't look like anybody is showing up to lecture either of them anytime soon.
"Hey kid, you're not hanging out here by yourself or anything?" Sal's expression goes from confident to maybe slightly worried. Sure, there's plenty of kids and imPorts here who have to fend for themselves, and shit, she herself was taken away from her family when she was only eight. It's probably a needless concern too, but...