Of course, if there there was anyone who screamed "disreputable", it would be one half-elf named Ven. Not in the traditional sense mind you, never in the traditional sense. To Ven, if something was traditional, it was boring, and if it was boring he rarely bothered.

No, Ven was disreputable in the sense that he was nearly unpredictable. If traditions and normality were adverse to him, then unconventional and spontaneous was his lifeblood.

That also meant that Ven loved to take the odd jobs.

His current job was to visit a up and coming potions shop to acquire some rare ingredients and potions for Archie (most of his odd jobs in Corone cane from him). Not that he cared much about that aspect, he was finally happy to be able to do something again.

Ever since getting injured on his last job and the whole situation with Eteri, Archie had refused to give him any jobs. It was only after much compl- negotiating that he finally let up.

Thus, this brought Ven to where he was now. Double checking to make sure he had the address right, Ven then proceeded to enter the shop. Ven scanned the shop, raising a curious eyebrow.

"Huh... This is much more official that I thought. This can't be the right place," he said to himself. His eyes then fell onto the only other person in the room, whom he noted must really like black and red.

"Uhh, hi. Do you work here?"