"Just here looking for a job mining" Fenan utters, "I do not have great aspirations and I would appreciate if you left me to my business". He continues on, until he spots an outlying hard rock on the outskirts of town. Fenan taps the rock curiously, but his face curls with disgust as he realizes it would most likely not hold minerals. He continues on through and back to the bazaar, attempting to haggle for basic goods, with some of the gems he was able to get from his trips around the land, but failing to get much. Finally, he searches for a place to stay, even temporarily, as even though he grew up with not much wealth, it would be dishonoring and pitiful to sleep on the street.
