Gaining Permanent Residency

"Kid, where are your folks?"

The city guard stationed at Sunhaven's western gate inquired of a scrawny youngster in shabby clothes, having first verified his identity through the bestowed grace of Menaka's Blessing.

The kid responded with a bashful smile, absently scratching the back of his head.

"Sir, is today your first day as a city guard?" the youth questioned.

"Indeed, it is. Why do you ask?" The guard regarded him with curiosity.

"Because you'd know me otherwise. I live out in the boonies." The kid gestured southeast with his finger, adding.

"I'm a regular around Sunhaven, picking up odd jobs most days and visiting my folks on weekends." He patiently explained his routine, casting hopeful eyes at the newly appointed guard.

"I'd appreciate it if you let me in... you know," he concluded, glancing around discreetly.

"No free passes, kid," the city guard declared sternly, eyeing the youngster with some displeasure.