Baron clasped his fingers together as if he was holding a golf club and took a couple of tests swings at the air. Today was yet another cool autumn day for big bad Corbin and he was adamant to take a job so he could grab a few extra jewels to pay for his own food. With that ginger haired woman already nagging in his mind he wanted to try and get his own source of income so he wouldn’t have to rely on anyone but himself for the next few coming weeks. Or so he thought because as it turned out the job he had taken demanded that he’d work with a partner.
Not wanting to be rude he would wait for his partner in front of a restaurant not too far from where the kid were supposedly spray painting walls like a bunch of hoodlums, not that he cared. In his youth he never really got to make too many friends because farm life took up so much of his day to day, but luckily for him he managed to leave the farm and here he was in a beach town surrounded by beautiful women and food on the regular. The life he lived was a blessing aside from the lack of income, but all of that was about to change when his partner got here.
Today’s attire was typical for him the same thing he always wears no matter the season, his black cloak, tattered and beaten, the front open to show his canvas to the world, black sweatpants, and sandals. Lazy man wear for one of the laziest people in the region and he wasn’t even from Fiore! Out of boredom he would lean against the wall and looked down the street, the worst part of this mission was he didn’t even know what his partner looked like.
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