So, finally, I'm uploading this for myself. Something that was drawn for me a while ago that came about as a result of a funny conversation regarding my fursona's line of work.

"Since he's a mercenary and he can be paid to do anything, wouldn't it be funny if Taala paid him to help her shop at the mall?"

So, this is the result - drawn by  taala . My fursona, completely out of his comfort zone, reduced to helping the fae-dragon decide whether pink or purple is better and to carry her baggage. Tail included xD - may as well make use of it. Taala wanted to experiment with different colouring styles, and went for a watercolour effect ... maybe like someone caught sight of the pair out in the streets and painted it onto a canvas. It's cool. ^_^

Oh, and Taala paid him - by buying him some silly clothes as a reward for helping out and making him look like a 2000's skater-kid. Poor guy. x3

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Below is my own take on how this unfolded, you can skip it if you want. :]


"So ... most people that know me know by now that I'm a mercenary. A jack-of-all-trades sort of guy, an everyman ... someone that'll do pretty much anything provided the pay is good enough, no questions asked.

One day, this strange little fae-dragon named Taala runs up to me at the hotel and begs me for assistance. Well, we sort of already knew one another by then but I guess she hadn't heard before that I was a mercenary and apparently she had a huge problem that she couldn't deal with by herself, and she really needed my services in order to see it through.

She made it sound so dangerous and life-threatening, and when I asked her what the problem was she told me she'd tell me only if I agreed to her terms. She wanted me to stay with her for a whole day ... it sounded like she needed me as a bodyguard, like somebody was trying to stalk and kill her. I wanted to know what was going on but, like I said before, 'no questions asked.' She promised me that she'd totally make it worth my while to help her out.

I agreed.

She told me to meet with her outside the city park the next morning and was gone before I knew it ... I didn't have much choice but to keep to my word - after all, I was being paid to do whatever she wanted ... even though I didn't know what situation she was in that warranted my help. A stalker? A wizard had cursed her home? Giant sandwich beasts? Only when I met with her the next morning would she excitedly tell me what it was she needed my help for.

... Shopping.

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... She wanted my help shopping around the city mall. She figured she might need a second opinion on what clothes to buy, or an extra pair of arms to help carry things she wanted.

I ... I just-... I've seen everything. I've scraped through battlefields, slinked through enemy holds, took the lives of countless men in the name of my code. But this ... this was one battleground that I genuinely believed I would not survive. But, I had to endure. I had given Taala my word - as a mercenary, and as a friend.

... I had to help her shop."