The Jaedaxian Employment Office

[Lynessa Fluersdotter]

Second Cycle of Immanis, Season of Spring.

A few candlemarks after getting a room at the La Petite Morte d'Michelle, she decided to try and find herself a job, crowns would be tight unless she could get herself a job and she really would rather not having to live on the streets or have to return back to tearsfall, not after what all Lyr had said to her. One thing she realized as she thought about her skills was that she was usually very persuasive and was good with words, there weren't many jobs that needed such skills except those of goverment jobs.

She had never thought of such a position before, but when she thought of it, she thought she may make a good person of authority, though that would mean she had to work on her temper which would be a chore but she could manage. She would look to see if any such jobs were available, if not then she would settle for what she could get. It wasn't hard to find the Emplyment office, a small building near a bunch of the other goverment buildings. She saw people enter and leave the Employment office and wondered what he chances were of getting the job she wanted, beggers couldn't be choosers. She pushed past a few people to enter the rather small building, a feeling of anticipation and nervousness inside as she walked up to the front to look at the different jobs that were available, most of which were normal jobs she wouldn't take unless she had to. A smile appeared on her face when she saw that assistant Aedile was available. Moving to the front desk, she waited for the human's eyes to look up at her, a soft smile on the pretty woman's face. "How may I help you?"

Sitting in one of the comfortable chairs in front of the desk, Lynessa smiled politely and took a breath before speaking. "Yes, my name is Lynessa Fluersdotter and I was wondering if the position as assistant Aedile was still available."

[Dark Thread]

Isabella had been busy scratching out and amending a new list of positions according to a pile of memos and correspondences that had finally made the height requirement for a formal reworking of the main list. She looked up when a human female strolled in. Isabella set aside the marked up list and wetted a hankerchief with her mouth to dab at the ink stains on her fingers.

"Oui Mademoiselle Fluersdotter. To my knowledge no one has filled the position under Mademoiselle Ny'daen. Are you from the city, or rather do you know of Aedile Ny'daen?"

[Lynessa Fluersdotter]

Lynessa smiled and waited for the woman to speak, just hoping that she was able to understand everything the woman was saying. She set her pouch down on the floor beside her so she could fully concentrate on the woman. She waited as she dabbed a kerchief to remove the ink stains on her fingers before speaking.

Lynessa sighed in relief, the position was still open, that was good, though did they hire outsiders in such offices? She had never thought to ask, never really thinking about going into politics until just recently, would she have to settle for one of the more monotonous jobs? So many questions that needed answered and now the woman who she found to be named Isabella had asked two more questions, only Lynessa could answer them. Snapping to attention, she must have looked quite silly staring into space when Isabella was trying to speak to her, not the best impression to make upon someone who could possibly help her gain a job in the city.

"No madame, I just arrived in the city this very brightening and I am in need of a job. I have a great interest in politics and thought that perhaps assistant Aedile would be a good job for me." She sat back in her chair and waited, just hoping that she wan't denied because she was new to the city. She hadn't thought about stopping at the Aedile's office and getting to know him first, how silly of her indeed.

[Dark Thread]

Isabella was as used to the vacant looks and distant thoughts of those that entered her office as perhaps anyone could be. For many out-of-towners this was one of their first stops in Jaedaxia; an aid for finding ways to fill mouths with daily bread. Ny'daen by all accounts was a discerning if not outright ferocious lady.

"Do you have any background in politics mademoiselle? The position of assistant Aedile does not explicitly require such skills, but I think Aedile Ny'daen may be more inclined to one with such training, oui?"

[Lynessa Fluersdotter]

Lynessa sighed as she didn't think of going to the Aedile's office first, though she didn't see a reason to at her moment of arrival, as much as she came to stay in Jaedaxia, she wasn't expecting to stay long term, thus she didn't see a reason to inquire about a house. Not really the inns and outs of such things most likely wouldn't look good to the Aedile, whoever he was, she assumed the Aedile was a man of course, most men held such offices of power.

She bit her lip when asked about experience, did having a relationship with a thane count as experience? She smirked to herself, she highly doubted it. "Other then reading a few books on the subject of politics, I have no real experience." She admitted with a sign, suddenly she didn't think she would get the job, afraid that someone more experienced then she would take the job and she would be forced to waitress in a dingy tavern to make money.

She gave a small sigh of relief when she spoke of the job not requiring experience though of course it would help. Aedile N'Ydaen, that sounded strangely feminine, perhaps a female Aedile would be easier to work with, Lynessa didn't need to deal with men right now, she was still hurting really and didn't need any man stirring up her temper. Though as Lynessa began to realize, she was getting less explosive, perhaps it was her maturing or maybe she was just becoming apathetic, she wasn't sure.

"I don't have the training but I would work very hard if given the chance." She said earnestly.

[Dark Thread]

Iasbella smiled at the persuasion but opened her hand with a palm up. "That is not really up to me mademoiselle." The lady went about pulling a piece of parchment from a desk drawer and dipped her quill in ink. "I can give you the address of where to find the Aedile though. Perhaps it is too forward of me but I believe you have enough pluck to convince the Aedile to hire you."

Isabella dusted the piece of parchment with some sand until the ink dried and handed the address of to Lynessa.

[Lynessa Fluersdotter]

Lynessa knew she really didn't have to convince Isabella of her worth or work ethic, but it would be nice to know that maybe someone believed she could do the job. Nodding as the woman handed her a piece of paper for the address of the Aedile's office, she was actually quite excited though nervous as well. What if she made a complete fool of herself?

Smiling at Isabella for her comment, she stood to her feet and grabbed her bag, putting it over her shoulder and putting the paper inside. "I thank you kindly for your time." She said with a smile, blushing slightly from the woman's kind comment about her have enough pluck, she hoped the woman was right. She smiled and walked out the door.

[Heartbreaker]

OOC: Adding new positions! Please check list for update.

[Ci'aran Leonard]

Timestamp: Brighting 30, Immanis, Era XIV Post Fractum

Icon walked through the doorway, his hair swept behind him as he tried to straighten it before approaching the lady at the desk.

Looking around and at the announcement boards he could not help but muse at the numerous postings. He was aware that Jaedaxia was a beautiful expansive city, despite the unforgiving cold, but he was still taken aback by the numerous opportunities that it afforded those who looked.

Straightening his clothes, running his fingers through his hair he smiled at the lady in charge,

"Excuse me, madam, I'm looking for employment...."

He paused, unsure of where to continue or how to pronounce the words that fell clumsily from his mouth, "... at Siege Principal de Le Protectorat du Paix.... as a guard..."

He scratched his brow, beet red from embarassment as he awaited her response.

"...Oh..." he added in a small voice, "I forgot to mention I don't have any actual training in combat, I was hoping to get some..."

[Dark Thread]

OOC: Icon make sure you go back and edit in a time stamp for your arrival

IC:
Isabella's desk was once more covered in papers as it seemed she had landed the task of making document copies. She had set down her quill and was rubbing her sore wrist when someone came in. The woman looked up and seeing Icon busy with noticeboard she went back to work, line for line word for word. Once she was addressed Isabella laid down her quill, glad to have a reason to let it stay in someplace other than her hand for a a brief spell.

"Well monsieur you have come to the right place, this is the employment office after all." She smiled despite the cramping discomfort in her hand. At the word of Siege Isabella was already opening a deep drawer in her desk, finger walking through files until she pulled out the information. Her eyes glided along the lines of penstrokes as she spoke, "as a rule the Protectorat does not require their recruits to have formal training though that is a bonus. They will train you for your position but in payment you will make a service contract to be a city guard for a determined amount of time."

She looked over the brim of the paper at Icon, "that is all I really know about being a city guard. Do you know where the Siege Principal de Le Protectorat du Paix is located?"

[Ci'aran Leonard]

Icon shook his head. "I'm glad to hear that they are willing to train... but I am new to this city and I do not know where to find them. Would you be so kind as to point me in the right direction?"

Icon was relieved, at least with a job he would be able to afford the common necessities... in addition to that, he would be trained! That was already more than what his family had thought of him...

[Dark Thread]

"Of course." Isabella put away the page of information back in the drawer and closed it. She crossed her hands easily in front of her on the desk. "Just south of here is Le Quartier du Sud. The city guards are located in a three story gray clay building just off the western fountain of the Quartier. It is a rather easy building to pick out."

[Ci'aran Leonard]

Icon smiled warmly, tilting his head and bowing in respect, "Thank you very much."

Turning around, he left the way he came. Even the chilling cold that greeted him could not dour his mood. So far, everything had turned out surprisingly easy. Trying not to feed his optimism he scanned southwards towards Le Quartier de Sud and tromped onwards.

Hopefully, the good fortune will continue.

OOC: Thank you Dark Thread

[Anamin Veldiris]

2nd Cycle of the month of Immanis in the Season of Spring

The last time she’d searched for employment, Anamin had been unbearably nervous. Since then, she had picked up the knack of appearing unruffled in spite of her inner disorder. She was no longer worried that others could somehow see the words “pickpocket” or “beggar” strewn across her brow. Anamin had come to terms with her childhood and left it behind with pleasure. Still, it appalled her to remember how she had supported herself and her little sister. She could only plead extenuating circumstances. But there are always extenuating circumstances, she thought perversely. Such is the claim of all thieves… A twinge of guilt later, she entered the employment office.

Anamin scanned the list of openings dubiously. Given her experience so far with the inns of Jaedaxia, she was all sorts of uninterested in being a barmaid, but she was unsure what she did want. She walked to the clerk and smiled cheerfully.

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle. Pouvez-vous m'aider s'il vous plaît?”

[Dark Thread]

Sadly as fast as Isabella could conquer paperwork more showed up. As Anamin entered the employment office a clerk was in the midst of weighing Isabella down with a fresh stack of papers. The clerk removed herself and Isabella took a few moments to shuffled through the new papers looking for some pressing matter. When she found none she left the stack off to the side and continued on draft she had been busy editing.

Iseabella kept a little attention on the woman in her office in case she needed assistance. After after a time the lady did intercede and Isabella sat down her quill. "Naturellement, vous êtes intéressé par un travail? Did you have something specific in mind?"