"I could say the same for you," Daud answers, straightening and dusting his hands off. The crook is left leaning against the fence, the tiefling judging that it's a safe enough spot to rest it against for now.

"Pay's decent. Seems like no one's too keen on leaving the city if they can help it, not with the chance of werewolf attacks these days. Not as complicated as cursed expeditions."