Eliot plucked the piece of paper from the board, his eyes wide with interest. He had dealt with some curious jobs so far but this one required a different tactic. Investigative skills, the ability to be stealthy. The guild needed answers about a few pieces of graffiti that had sprung up all over Clover Town.
His smile couldn't be wider. Investigating? Sneaking around? "It'll be like I'm a real bonafide detective." He whispered to himself. Even now he had a mental image of himself clad in a brown duster, a tilted fedora gracing his head. A white stick stuck out of his mouth leading to a lollipop eagerly sucking in between his teeth.