Years had given way to the aging detail of crumbling mortar and stone alike, making it appear as if she hadn't seen the city for centuries rather than a couple years. Though it wasn't too surprising to see how this place was deteriorating honestly. The district was never a favour of the council that controlled the elder city, rather it was left to those who slummed here to upkeep it's vision. Clearly that was only half assed. While the appearance of the slums were less than appealing to most, it certainly held onto its righteously acquired title of high selling jobs. Taverns acted like guild houses, often purchasing or hearing of a wealthy investment for people such as herself. The ones wanting to get their hands dirty, to rummaging through the filth to find something that could easily be worth twice its weight in gold. Though it wasn't just about finding missing pieces of artifacts or possible relics, there were many jobs that required a being with the dispassion to rent a life for the highest bidder. The place was shady as much as it was beneficial. Straightening the bow string crested across the diagonal length of her torso, she had made sure before entering the poor side of town, to refill her quiver with oridecon arrows. A pricey pay but worth it in the end. Their legendary strength and hold proved eventful in those sticky sort of situations. Now was she merely had to return to the tavern in which she heard of something prattling lips speak of a high paying and possibly rare mission. Something about a lost civilization that the capital was actually going out of its way to hire run of the mill bodies to find. Of course they wouldn't send out their own men, that would mean having to weaken the guards around the council hall. Pretty pathetic if you asked her. But in the side view it meant a bigger benefit for herself. If she could get it and IF she was capable of actually finding said civilization. One thing at a time to think about. First was going back to the Iron Knuckle Tavern. She knew it was somewhere on the south slope, closer to the barrier wall of the city, but she was never always a hundred percent good with her directions. Especially when she was getting acutely distracted by other things that managed to catch her eye. Not many bodies lurked around in the morning daylight, this place screamed nightly affairs and business. It was not used so much in the day time, that didn't give true meaning to shady dealings. A few twists and turns here and there, backtracking over there and eventually she managed to come upon the old tavern. It looked like it had seen many better days, but as long as it was still standing without the fear of the roof caving in, what did that matter? It was silent on the inside, the soft hiss of torch light gave the ambience a glorified feel. Some beings were sitting in the common room though most didn't seem to care that she had entered. Neither did the tender standing behind the bar looking as if he was sleeping standing up, a hand boredly polishing a glass with a semi clean rag. This place just screamed lively. Well she wasn't here to watch the scenery, she had purpose. Sidling up to the bar top, leaning overtop to perch her elbows neatly upon, the human male threw a lazy blue eyed gaze to her. "Bar isn't open." he sounded enthralled, absolutely enthralled. Waving her hand aside trying to clear that momentary air, lips pulled back into a causal whatever grin. "Actually," she leaned forward a wee bit more, "I heard you have one of the contracts for the Council Search." that managed to raise a brow bringing a renewed life to his wrinkled face. Though what he was thinking wasn't all that clear other than a brief smirk. "It's not a solo endeavor " he responded on cue, "Unless you have another in your party little lass, I can't hand out a thing." A hand shooed her away, "Don't go announcing such a mission and wanting it unless you've done your research of its basic requirements." Well that was insulting. "Who needs others to find a lost city," she huffed nosily, "You make it seem like it is suppose to be dangerous, it's just trying to find something that is lost. How hard could that be." Shoulders shrugged not bothering to give her a proper answer. Well this was already starting off grandly.