‘ i could really use your skills, jäger. ’ lips curl, forming a smile / she’d heard tales of all hunters, particularly of one who would kill the one’s she’d raise from their grave. hands folded on her petty - coat, eyes softer && feigning innocence. angela took a seat at the bar, attention glued to the other woman like her life depended on it. blonde hair tapered to the side, in her ponytail as her traditional style. it felt weird outside of her hat, but she was playing the part of a helpless villager. ‘ i believe i have a bounty . . . that could fit your prices, ja ? ’ small, burlap bag barely being closed due to the amount of gold shoved in it was flashed her way, smile turning up a bit more. pale hands hid it quickly before anyone else saw, becoming a burden to her && the hunter. ‘ will you consider my quest ? ’ / @spookycodes
