
*A'kos looks at the flyer, eyes dropping to the auction list.* Hm, may be a bene business op'rtunity... *signs up, writting down some mechanical skills available... then after a bashful look around, puts down date too*
((Looks fun!
))
((Looks fun!

~~ Not Primals call nor beastmans roar, Empire's wrath or nature's thorn... ~~
~~ Through gloam of night and scorching day, even weathers pour will naught bar our way... ~~
~~ With honor and pride, our tasks be swift done, a courier's path is ever run. ~~
~~ Through gloam of night and scorching day, even weathers pour will naught bar our way... ~~
~~ With honor and pride, our tasks be swift done, a courier's path is ever run. ~~