Urgh...A familiar pang of blankness fissures your head as you clutch it. As quickly as it came, the headache dissipates as you are used to hangovers. Leaning against the alley, you struggle to your feet.
Scratching your ass, your attention is turned to the burstling market place.
>Who are you?
>What is your specialty?
>Who were you before you became a Bum?
>What is your Vice.
>>310209
>Krag the Intrepid
>Navigation
>A tribal explorer
>Energy drinks
>>310209
Name:Philip Tillery
Specialty: MAAAGIC
Before Bumness: MAAAAGIC teacher
Vice: Pop aka Soda
>>310234
Reaching into your pocket you clasp your last One Punch Drink and chug it as if it were Gunaki bite anecdote. Wiping your mouth, you chuck the can over.
Reaching down you grab your spear and begin to walk down the alley. You see the field, jam packed with slaves, merchants, whores, and guards mill about.
Your stomache lightly grumbles.
>What do you do?
>>310278
pickpocket for food money
Being the tribal, sneaking was a must needed forte to survive with. Inconspicuously stepping onto the side walk, you deftly pick pocket a Migrant. Swifting to the side so you don't get noticed, you acquire 16 copper obols and 1 silver.
You smile lecherously.
>>310306
buy cheap ass food so we don't run out of muny
>>310306
buy some prepared nervous systems
>>310306
Buy and eat a slave