There wasn't much else, just your standard requests that the kiddie-wings could do with their hands tied behind their backs. Find missing pets, help out a local farm, and all that. Nothing the least bit appealing to someone looking for something with a pinch of danger.
Aaron sighed, shrugging at the lack of worthier requests that, as Seto stated before, seemed to become less by the day. “What a drag.” The man swiftly turned away from the board, eyeing the slowly crowding guild hall, before bringing his attention back to the S-class mage. “At least you got a whole other board to choose from.” He exclaimed, subtly hinting at the fact that Seto could choose S-ranked missions over these petty requests any day. A luxury that Aaron had not.
As he waved off Seto with a quick “Good luck” that he'd find something to do today, Aaron wandered aimlessly through the guild hall, eventually stopping next to the counter as he overheard Damia begging for scraps of food. Again.
“Find a job first, maybe then you'll get to eat breakfast.” Aaron butted in jovially, flashing the young man a genuine smile. “Anyway, I couldn't help but notice your eagerness to clean the guild. What have you done this time?” Aaron knew Damia was infamous for his tendency to take the general piss with everyone. A tendency that, more often than not, earned him a complimentary punishment from their dear guild master.