A Guest In Yellow
Sitting in the warm tavern, Isdis and Kory weren't alone, the regular patrons of this place were only those of wealth: Coal miners, scout leaders, and ice artisans. Sadly, the wealthiest of the wealthy, those blessed with fire magic were above such a place and couldn't be seen around.
Isdis could pick up on it, while the parton of this place seemed wealthy enough to spend a thousand crystals just to enter, they weren't so wealthy that they took everything at its price. She could hear some of them haggling over drinks and food prices. This place belonged to the upper-middle-class citizen.
"The easiest way to earn crystals is hunting monsters. You can salvage them for their body heat and sell the meat and fur. But it's a dangerous and exhausting task. Not many are willing to do it." Kory took a sip of her large mug. "You won't have that luxury though."
"And I don't know any fire spells. How am I going to do that?" Isdis sighed.