Once again, this being the second time in a relatively short while, Odin was leaving his current location to travel to Baska, looking for work. The Lich had heard that there were many things one could do while in the merchants town: even more now that Odin was legally allowed to do the 'good' quests that were normally only reserved to those in the 'light' guilds such as Fairy Tail, Blue Pegasus and the like. It's not like Odin cared one way or another what kind of quest he did, money was money after all, but he had to admit that he did have a definite preference. The bad quests gave him a sense of life, ironically given his state of undeath. Breaking the law gave him a unique buzz, the kind a child got when he knew he was disobeying his parents. Not only that, but it was in the bad quests that Odin often got to use his magic on equally evil people, or even an occasional bystander. Having the ability to use his magic on only those who deserved it was a pain in the ass for the Lich, who relished any opportunity to showcase his abilities.
Orchidia had been good to the formal dark mage, as it had allowed him to stretch his business to a new frontier. With the flower festival having occurred over the last months, the Swineherd Pub had moved location to Orchidia, where the masses were. The name of the establishment had been spread far and wide, even attracting a few important guests which Odin hadn't expected. The festival had been a success for Odin even outside of work, as it had given him the chance to reconnect with some friends he had not seen in some time. It had been a good few months, but now it was time to get to work.
-Entered Baska-