"The High General." She replies simply. "Really big harpy guy- looks like he could crush someone's skull in with his pinky fingers, but he's a total softie."

*huh. Yeah, Ill stay here for a job.*

"Sounds good." She smiles, and stands. "I can show you around the workplace if you'd like."

*please do.*

She heads inside the building.

he followed.

It's clean and polished inside. He can hear the sounds of various machines whirring and clanking, and the sounds of what seems to be packrats chittering from somewhere nearby. Nev leads him to a large set of white double-doors.

he followed.

She opens the doors.

Inside are shelves filled with scrap metal and clean sheets. There's a small device used for smelting also on the shelf. To one side is a row of animal cages, with packrats inside labeled with different ID's. There's jars of niravismi, dead from the looks of it, up on a shelf to one side and a second jar named 'Vismi dust' right next to it. There's also a jar of strix feathers, glasswing venom, and jars of various concentrated magics. There's a small inside garden with a UV light where iron-immune and volcanic plants are being grown, plus a sapling taken from Nira's Willow. It's inside a glass box, and living niravismi are inside (for pollination).

Up front is a large desk made from some sort of dark hardwood. There's papers messily strewn throughout and vials with varying liquids. Sitting there, hunched over the seat, is an anataire with rose-colored wings and brown hair. Venna.

*wow.* he said, aweed.