Learn the fiddle for the right price

I'm sorry, big sister OTL I promise as soon as quality returns I'll respond.

Feeling grateful for being able to take a nice break, Emil decided to treat himself. He walked down the streets of Hullin, searching for some sort of destination. Emil was never really one to treat himself (as he usually let others do that for him), but right now he really wanted a cup of coffee, and walking home for that seemed too bothersome.

He walked into the cafe, quietly seating himself at the far end of the room by a window. He peered outside, his head resting on his hand as he leaned upon the table. The view really was nice from this spot, and he enjoyed watching as the people outside made their way around.

Emil was curious. And not just any sort of curious. He was overwhelmed by his curiosity. It overtook him like a sea of bricks, forcing its way into his body and mind, tearing at him piece by piece.

Okay, maybe that was a bit much... But Emil had to admit that he /was/ very curious. He'd skipped the Masquerade that he was partially invited to, but now he found himself curious about the large manor. Something about the place seemed to draw him near as he looked up at the heavy wooden doors. Perhaps it was the special invitation he'd received to play at the manor the day before, but may something else, something more powerful drew him there.

Emil took in a deep breath as he lifted his fist, picking up the knocker of the door and banging it a few times before taking a step or two back as he waited. Emil wondered what the head of the manor was like-- perhaps he was cruel and wicked... Maybe he wanted Emil here t force him into slavery...

It was a busy day, and for once Emil was not working. A string of long working hours lately caused him to want to take a few days of break. Maybe he should just give up on traveling and let people come to his home to pay him. He could definitely get by for a while like that. Getting free food was awesome, actually.

Emil moved into the cafe, looking around. All of the tables were filled, which was to be expected around this hour. Surely there was one or two spots open?

Well, that was an overstatement. He was told by a waitress that he would have either a long wait, or he would have to see if he could squeeze in at someone else's table. Perhaps the second choice was best.

It had been a really long day for Emil. He'd been up since dawn in order to walk all the way to Hullin. Sure, he'd earned quite a bit as he played his fiddle, but he really wasn't sure he wanted to put forth the effort to walk all the way back home.

Emil couldn't feel the fiddle case he carried in his left hand, his fingers having grown numb a while ago. His feet felt heavy and pained as he'd been standing on them for so long. His jacket was also heavy, but that was just from the money he'd earned. Of all three, he would much rather deal with the heavy jacket than anything else.

As he came to a field, Emil paused. There was a tree in the near distance he could sit and relax beneath-- at least for a little bit. With a yawn, Emil made his way through the small field of flowers and sat down, his back pressing against the tree. He sighed. He still had a little bit of a ways to go to get home, but being off his feet felt great.

Okay yeah I had like four people ask for them (but one person isn't in my RP ring I'm sorry I can't make one for you ;A; )

So I might take like... An hour trying to write them, unless I get distracted or something like I normally do.

So please be patient, and I really need to talk to Lucia about a few things, so yeah. I'll have them up hopefully sometime today~