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There were more available jobs on the local job board than in Barsine, although not by much. Alaria was already regretting her inability to play musical instruments for the second time. It would have paid off in one go. However, if she had learned to play musical instruments... would she even be here? Unlikely. In essence, there were two tasks that she could take on – a story for a daughter and, apparently, XXX. Since Klin and Kenjiro had previously sold their bodies, she couldn't stand on ceremony and refuse. She hadn't bought the amulet from Nirah for nothing – it was precisely for insurance in such a case. All that remained was to hope that the employer would at least turn out to be a respectable man like Trakia, and not some lecherous old fat man. But she could decide and think about this later, and for now, she should continue exploring the city. The next item on her itinerary was the tattoo parlor.