IC Kotak: It had been a few hours, but the lean Ice Toa hadn't been able to rest. Eventually, he left, deciding a walk would at least give him something to do. As he wandered the bazaar of Po-Koro, he pondered what sort of job his next one would be. Secretly, he hoped it wasn't anotther delivery job. Though he'd never turn it down, he'd been getting dull in his combat, and knew that he would only get worse if he didn't get some Mercenary work soon. OOC: open for interaction.