Kilel Niordan
As the crowd bustled around them, Kilel arched an eyebrow at Saren. "Relax brother, this may be no vacation but it is still morning and I have already picked up what we need so don't worry so much." Shaking his head, Kilel continued down the street with his brother. Sidestepping a woman who walked right through the crowd as if sensing it rather than seeing it, he remarked, "There is much work to be done still. We have to secure ourselves here, find...consistent work." He did not say more, even, or perhaps especially, in the city of thieves and murderers it was prudent to be discreet when discussing such things. Killing for small time individuals was okay work, but it would get them nowhere quickly. If they were to get into the city big-leagues, where there was gold and respect to be had, they would need to make a name for themselves with the guilds.
But how to go about such a thing? Kilel was fairly sure that the guilds weren't so desperate to kill each other that they would just take anyone who wondered through the door, that would be a foolish risk to security in a city where loyalty was something given to the highest bidders. He supposed that was the inevitable difficulty to be faced while living in a city like this. That said, he had a few ideas of where to look to start with. He had heard pirates might be in need of extra hands, though spending a good deal of time cramped on a boat with a multitude of louse-ridden simpletons was not something that particularly struck his fancy. As far as he knew, the bounty hunters' guild openly posted some bounties, so he could potentially take advantage of that, bringing in some bounties to increase his renown, while making some cash in the process. Tracking down fugitives in a city of fugitives would prove rather challenging though, and would require him to increase his knowledge of the streets far past what he knew now. The other option was to question the locals more thoroughly. He was sure the local apothecaries, especially those of the guild, would have some information on the two assassins' guilds in the city, though it would probably be extremely difficult to convince them to divulge any information on the operations of such dangerous organizations and individuals. Prostitutes were the other locals who he felt would be good sources of information. People tended to loosen up with their sexual partners, letting slip things they might not otherwise share. For the right price, he was sure they would be willing to share what they heard.
As Kilel finished contemplating their options, the woman who had passed through them earlier and a boy who was holding her hand turned to look towards him and his brother. Well, the boy looked at them at least, the woman didn't seem to be focusing on anything in particular. It seemed she was blind, though he wouldn't assume it just by looking at her. Though the boy definitely seemed to be the one leading her, not the other way around. It seemed as though they were headed towards an apothecary building. It would be worth checking out, later on perhaps. Beyond those two, there was an unusually well dressed woman entering the bazaar, he briefly wondered who she might be as he continued on towards the other end of the bazaar. This was much easier said than done. As the morning had worn on, the guild had become more and more filled with the humanity that inhabited the city. It was really a pain, pushing through the crowds while watching out for pickpockets and other unsavory types. This was rather difficult and bothersome since the overwhelming majority of the types here were unsavory. Finally though they made their way to the end of the bazaar where they found an archway separating two wards. They found themselves at the Southern Guild Ward.
Turning to Saren, Kilel said, "Come on, lets go check out the Southern Guild Ward. Word is they are one of the main power hubs in the city. If we make good progress today, you can take a break from working later." Truthfully, he couldn't keep Saren from goofing off if he was intent on it, but he hoped the promise of a later reward would motivate him to at least be somewhat productive today.
Looking through the archway was almost like peering into another world. There were far fewer people wandering about in this ward. There was a distinctly dangerous, unwelcome air about the place, more so than that which already permeated most of the island city. Looking around as they walked into the ward, Kilel decided to go through and check out some of the guilds, see if they had any promising work. One of the guilds he was particularly interested in Sethur's Hand. While he knew outsiders were not exactly welcome in this part of the city, he was hoping to at least get the chance to approach a member of that particular guild, preferably in a non violent manner. Though he had only been here for a short time, he had already heard from many people that they were one of the most powerful guilds in the city, and he felt it could prove worthwhile to at least check out the guild.