[M e w]

He looked down at the money in his hand. He was about to refuse again but... then again, he wasn't sure where he was going to go for another job. Sometimes he would go over a month without getting one. As a mercenary, you never knew when your next payment was coming, if you'd make it to the next one.
He sighed heavily then turned back to face Mavek.
"Fine. What are you suggesting? I'm bound to take whatever sort of job you have, so don't be afraid to tell me the whole story," he told him, his face back to its blank, neutral stare.