There were only so many things he could do before he'd have to go on a bigger job. Sure Niaaki could take care of himself but as the eldest of the pair he just felt like he needed to. Not that he felt like he had to. It was a big job and Yuuki had connections. They weren't good connections but, none the less, they were there.
His arms were bare, which was unusual for Yuuki who tried to keep himself covered at all times. If this man was a criminal from Essyrn he'd understand what the tattoos meant. Which could give him the edge. Slap on some rope, drag him for the bounty. Boom done.
Giving his neck a rub and rolling his shoulders, Yuuki hilted the thick blade at his side and sat beside his supposed target. It was a quiet inn, a warm fire crackled and popped in the hearth across from the door. There were a few people, five to be exact, himself included. Yuuki assumed the last three worked here or lived here.
Ah.
There.
Yuuki moved towards the target, making sure to show as much of his arms as possible because while he hated them, they might as well make his job easy. "Hey there friend, I hear you're from Essyrn! My father was Essyrni," Not quite true, but close enough,"I don't meet many up here in Adela. What takes you so far from Home?"
