Colorful New Jobs
"You look great in that hat Alfyn!" Tressa practically shouts as said man walks out in yellowish merchant garb. She got up from the table she was sitting at and walked over to him. He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"You really think so?" He asks hoping. Tressa beams up at him.
"Really, really! And once I'm done teaching you we'll get you to be a trading pro." She said with a thumbs up. Alfyn chuckles and looks at his reflection in the mirror.
"I'll trust you Tress. Let's do this!" He said with new determination and vigor.
"Do you two have to be so loud?" Therion muttered from his seat at the table Tressa was sitting at. He was in green apothecary gear that Alfyn had fitted for him last time they were in Clearbrook. He pulled his new green scarf tighter around his neck and laid his head down on the table. Tressa puffed up her cheeks in frustration and pounded her little feet over to his seat.
"You don't have to be a butt Therion!" She reprimanded him like a child. He didn't even look up at her as he messed with the apple in his hand, rolling across the table and such.
"It's alright Tress. He's just… I don't know actually, why are you being like this?" Alfyn asks. Therion mutters something but the only thing the two of them heard was purple cowl. The two looked at each other, then shrugged. "Alright then. Imma find Oberic and Cyrus, to see if they are done changing. You should go get H'aanit, Phili and Prim."
"Thou not needen to bother. They will be heren in a moment." H'aanit said as she stepped out in blue warrior gear that Oberic had. She had been training with him for a long time on the ways to use the sword and spear, and in return she trained him in the bow and axe. Oberic got these for her as a sort of thank you gift. Which she then did the same with some animal furs she had hunted down. Linde walked besides her and sat herself next to Therion who lazily reached down and pet her fur. "How he founde a wayen for Linde to take a liken to him is unclear."
"He must be good with animals then. I wonder if it's all animals." Professor Cyrus stated walking out in new white robes. Ophelia was training him in healing and light magic so he thought that it would be smart to dress for the part. He purchased some white cloth and had a tailor in Atlasdam fit a custom set of robes for him. It was also the place where Therion probably got a concussion from facepalming due to the professor's obliviousness with his student Therese.
"Looking good professor." Alfyn said with a smile "You too H'aanit."
"Thank you Alfyn, I happen to like this new look. I might keep it for a while." Cyrus said with a small smile.
"You are to kinden Alfyn." H'aanit said as she walked over to the table that Therion was at and sat down to his left.
"You also look like a little scholar yourself Tressa." Cyrus said admiring the petite girl in black scholar robes she grabbed from his house in Atlasdam. Therion chuckled dryly at the tiny blush on the merchant's face.
"I know right! I'm ready to read and things." She said pumping a fist into the chuckled then started lecturing her on what a scholar actually does. Everyone in the room could see the look of excitement die down on her face. Alfyn sat to Therion's right and waved over a waitress.
"Four meads please ma'am." He asked with a smile. The waitress nodded and walked away.
"Four?" Therion asks him, knowing that Cyrus, Primrose and Ophilia don't drink. Tressa was to young and no one let her anywhere near it.
"Yea, you, me, H'aanit, and Oberic." He said with a smile.
"I will have to passen on the drink. My humble thanks for thinkin of me." H'aanit said with a smile. Alfyn blinked before laughing.
"Well, I'll guess I'll have two then." He said and Therion couldn't help but smile.
"I-I-I think t-t-this t-t-to much… or to l-l-little." Ophelia said with a stutter from the hall that H'aanit had come through.
"You look good Ophelia. And while it is not your style, it's what a normal dancer wears." Primrose said trying to comfort the obviously distressed girl. It was quiet from the hall before Ophelia squeaked in what the other could only assume that she was blushing.
"So those two are the last to come out." Oberic said sitting down next to H'aanit wearing a fur coat with a dark red-orange color. H'aanit smiled when she saw that he was wearing what she got him.
"Thou looken like a real hunter Oberic." She said. He looked her once over and smiled back.
"And you look like a fine knight." He said. The waitress distracted him just quickly enough to not see the small blush that made an appearance on her face. Therion snorted sitting up and taking the pitcher of ale with a mumbled thank you to the waitress. He took a sip and turned his attention to the hall where he could faintly hear whispering. Finally, Ophelia walked out blushing like crazy, and not making eye contact. She tries to cover what skin her white with red lining dancer garb showed. Alfyn then did a spit take all over Therion's hand. That made the blushing girl look up at the others before blushing some more. Her eyes fall right beside Therion on Alfyn. Therion started wiping his hand on Alfyn who was staring at the girl with a blush and an open mouth.
"Close your mouth." Therion said quietly. Alfyn's jaw shot straight up and he laughed nervously.
"Sorry, Phili, I- We aren't used to seeing you like this…" He blushed some more as his sentence dies off. Tressa giggled and the others either chuckled or snickered at the awkwardness of the situation. In an attempt to salvage the situation, Alfyn spoke up again. "You look really beautiful." He then shut his mouth. The blushing duo said nothing as Primrose came out from behind the cleric dressed in purple thief's clothing. Therion raised an eyebrow at this. While it still had her normal style, with midriff showing and a leg slit up the side, it was defiantly his purple color he wore normally.
"Don't worry about it Ophelia. You'll get used to it." The dancer said as she guided her friend to the last chair to sit down in before walking over to Therion's side of the table and sat in-between him and H'aanit. She caught his gaze. "What do you think?" She asked in a low, sultry voice. Therion wished he had his cowl as he felt his cheeks heat up.
"You look good, but the loose fabric would get caught a lot." He said in a calm voice. Primrose seemed a bit disappointed but looked down to her legs and gently messed with the purple fabric.
"I went more for what I wanted than functionality." She said losing the sultry tone.
"I figured." He said. Tressa then pulled out a map and laid in on the table.
"Alright people… where to next?!" She asked excitedly. As the others talked about where to next, Therion was lost in his thoughts. He didn't care where he went as long as they went to Borderfall to return the Ruby Dragonstone. Cyrus and Tressa were headed to Quarrycrest so he'd follow them there. Primrose was going with them and he cursed in his mind. The thought that he wanted to get out of his head was how good she looked in purple… his favorite color.
AN: I might turn this into a small series sorting through all characters with all seven ordinary jobs if the support is there. I based this off my playthrough as well so I picked these for my Characters jobs. I'll see you guys next time-3008