"Something like that- sometimes I get mistaken for a mercenary, and if the job sounds decent I take it." Sometimes it was just to protect a traveling group, things like that. Hell, he had gotten mistaken for a hunter before and only took up jobs for a creature that had actually lost its mind and putting it down was a kindness for both sides.
Whatever he could do to earn a little gold for himself to get by on what he couldn't hunt or make for himself. One way to get by honestly enough.
The pork was nice and crisp when it came to the skin, and the fat had rendered wonderfully to make the meat succulent. That was eaten once the eggs were done for.
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Date: 2020-08-24 04:16 am (UTC)Whatever he could do to earn a little gold for himself to get by on what he couldn't hunt or make for himself. One way to get by honestly enough.
The pork was nice and crisp when it came to the skin, and the fat had rendered wonderfully to make the meat succulent. That was eaten once the eggs were done for.