Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36855838-20190504040638/@comment-43729766-20190911075034

The wiry figure of Sariff rolled its shoulders a moment, slinging his pack down to tuck away the papers. He sauntered towards the cart, looking at all of its lovely grandieur. This fellow, 'Mooj' he said, seemed to be pretty well off. His mind wandered to maybe going for a little pickpocketing or quiet theft, but quickly snapped away from it. He was here for clean work, and that was that. "Right, 'all aboard,' as they say." His voice was mired with a sort of fake enthusiasm. He followed on in, putting his pack back on and fastinging it up. He didn't know these people, but he was pretty sure that this would be quite the chance for an honest job.