Nova kept on sipping his drink, his eyes locked on the commission board to see what was being put up, for it changes at least three times a day, each commission ranked. Some, which may even look small, often pay off better than the actual big jobs, where most of the time your efforts are completely ignored.
The young man they met at the reception placed a few more on the board, and Nova's eyes narrowed when he saw the ridiculous commissions placed by nobles, who thought they were too good to even touch dirt, and he scoffed and then shook his head.
It was nothing new; he had seen it before, and no matter how many times they ticked him off, he had to stay quiet, for they could not afford any sort of problems at the time.
