Snippet #2018311

A low growl rumbled out of Belen's torso. The dusky-skinned southerner slapped a hand against his stomach and quietly wished that he hadn't spent his most recent pay on a new bow. Belen shrugged and leaned back in his chair. When an ogre snaps your bow in half, stabbing him in the eyes won't bring it back. Cold, hard coin is what provides at the end of the day. The problem with that, however, was that though jobs were numerous in the region, coin was not. Hells, each town he went to was littered with posts and bills requesting the extermination of some wretched little beast, or the retrieval of stolen caravan goods. Belen scowled. The fact of the matter was, next to none of the posters of these bills had the money to make risking ones life worth while.

He was still contemplating this dilemma when she returned. Belen tried his best not to flinch. A pretty young thing that hid a beast that could wipe out villages if left unchecked...that was his current, and most powerful ally. His disgust was overshadowed by his need for money, however, and Belen looked at Ea pointedly.

"So, I kill you, and get one-hundred gold?" Belen smirked and shrugged. "Not an easy task, but by no means an insurmountable one. An arrow through the chest, or an arrow through the eye, dear Heart?" he asked. Although his tone was friendly enough, he was only half-joking. He hated what Ea was, her very nature repulsed him. That thing's kind preyed specifically on humanity. The only reason Belen was half-joking was because he knew he did not stand a chance against Ea unless there was at least twenty feet between them. He'd have no trouble pinning her down despite her speed at that range. Anything closer than that, however, and his head was hers.

Belen shook himself out of such grim thoughts and nodded at Ea. "Have you met with the employer yet? Did that bill have any specifics on this monster?"