Time for a job (House of Hidden Dreams)

[Kalenel D'Rinishad]

Sitting in his half-ruined Southern Quarter hovel, the rogue looked down at his withering coin purse. He had enough crowns to survive on, but that was not enough for the former noble. He had been a rogue for more than 30 patterns now, and was used to the abscence of wealth. However, he was doing nothing better with himself as of now, so why not try and find a job?

And he knew just the place to look to first...

Being upon the surface of Vortex on and off for many patterns now, Kalenel had surely known the reputation of the House of Hidden Dreams. Although he had not the whole story, he knew one could have a really good time there. Leaving the majority of his crowns hidden away, he placed the dagger at it's familiar spot upon his belt. Not skipping a beat, he threw his worn and thinned black cloak over his shoulders, also placing its hood over his head. He was out of the door and en route to his destination in no time, hoping to return home with crowns or at least the promise of them in the future. Oh, how far he had fell since his nobility...

Knowing the backstreets and alleyways of Vortex better than most, he had the entrance in sight in no time. The mansion was normal looking from the outside, but the young Kalenel knew that description ended there. Giving the young upon the porch a smirk and a nod, Kalenel preceded to face the guards. He had a dagger on him, but would that matter in a place like this?

"Serale," Kalenel said smoothly, removing the hood from his head and revealing his deep crimson eyes. His face was as chisled and handsome as any other vysstichi in Vortex, Har'oloth too. "Is the master of this place available?" The young prince asked elequently, hoping to coax the guards to show him directly to her. Whether or not that happened, Kalenel peered directly into the faces of the guards, wavering not at all.

[Brahkula Hun'viir]

If you mean the mistress, then yes she is available however you must leave your weapon at the door. The burly guard did not look like the type of person you wanted to offend, and surely if someone started trouble at the front door it would have only been a matter of a minute or two before the place was swarmed with angry enforcers. This place was not all that it appeared, if he wanted to discover this on the wrong side of the table he need only start an incident.

The bruizer was standing there with his arms crossed, waiting for the man to hand him his blade.

"All items that will be procured will be available at the loby when you leave.

Should we discover something else on your person during your pat down, Ill break your legs and watch you crawl home"

The lady did have potential enemies, and this guard was not going to let some potential assassin wander into the doors of this establishment. Should he fail his job at keeping the fine men and woman safe, or even the matron of this house it would be his head. It was a fair enough warning, he was protecting his own skin in this matter. Certainly Kalenel would understand, it wasnt easy making an honest living.

[Kalenel D'Rinishad]

"A dagger is all..." Kalenel announced as handed the meager weapon over. A not to comforting thought crossed the fallen princes mind as he realized he wouldn't be able to do much damage against the guards if he tried.

Kalenel easily saw the guard's sterness for what it was, and showed him respect as the search came. He wore no other weapons that night, mainly because he owned nothing beyond the dagger. He did care for it though, for it bared the emblem of his house upon it's hilt.

"Will the mistress be called for me?" Kalenel said slyly as the guards finished up their search.