Being a courier was quite possibly the worst part of serving a shrine lord's adviser. It was even worse than bath duty, surprisingly. At least with that you knew where you were headed, with being a courier it could take days, weeks even, to locate your intended individual. Especially if they didn't inform your master that they had moved. Or if they traveled a lot. Or if they were dodging you by going to goddamn Nirim!
If you somehow managed to finish quickly you essentially got a few days off, but if you didn't, and you took longer than anticipated, you could end up wasting away trying to deliver it. Currently Tsiyone was searching for a... Sanya ibn Heraiz, She supposedly live in a small village along the river Cora, however when Tsiyone had finally gotten there he discovered that she had, in fact, gone to Nirim for some reason or another. Apparently some people were better at predicting their shrine lord summons than other were.
Now Tsiyone was in New Alexandria, at the end of spring, hunting for a taxi that he could sneak onto without getting himself killed. His current target was a beautiful dark-purple asiati dragon. Tsiyone was standing behind a cart pretending to look at the silk scarves the man was selling as he eyed the beast's tail. Snagging a taxi ride was dangerous, and highly illegal, business. He'd have to run up and grab the beast just as she began to teleport. Hopefully he wouldn't get caught, as he was pretty sure that taxi-nabbing was a criminal offense in Nirim. They were very picky there from what he'd been told. Still, Tsiyone couldn't afford the trip, so what else was he supposed to do? He needed to deliver this blasted message.
“Are you going to buy anything?” the owner of the cart said. He was a large, imposingly muscular man. “Uhm, oh, uh... no...” Tsiyone quickly mumbled as he shuffled away towards a bench. Hopefullly it would be close enough to catch the dragon.