[To say Karst is unhappy would be putting it lightly. There are very important things that she needs to be taking care of at home, and this detour is not something she anticipated or planned for.]
[As hot-headed as she may be, though, she's smart enough to know that burning a hole in the airship would be a bad idea for her and everyone else involved. Instead, she will keep to herself. The Proxian isn't going to try and make small talk with anybody near her, and looks pretty content to be simmering in her own rage. Anybody who dares is free to approach her. She won't set you on fire.]
[...Probably.]
[Taking Out Monsters]
[Did somebody say fire? Because black mages have fire. A lot of fire.]
[Karst has taken to accepting a series of odd jobs in order to make money, and top among those is killing monsters. Monsters that are very weak to fire. The area just outside of town is very quickly turning into a barbecue.]
[She doesn't need any help with the monsters, but maybe it would be good for somebody to tell her to tone it down. Or not. It's probably fine.]
[Taking Payment]
[With all of her targets slain, she goes back into town to collect her payment.]
[Only to have the merchant suddenly decide that the job is not worth the amount he originally posted. A very bad idea on his part, as he now as a very angry Proxian holding him up by the collar.]
Now, I know I must have misheard you, because the amount you just quoted is different than what we agreed upon before. I'm sure you wouldn't take advantage of me, unless you wanted to meet with an unfortunate accident in the middle of the night.
[Did she just threaten him? That's not very nice.]
Karst | Golden Sun: The Lost Age
[To say Karst is unhappy would be putting it lightly. There are very important things that she needs to be taking care of at home, and this detour is not something she anticipated or planned for.]
[As hot-headed as she may be, though, she's smart enough to know that burning a hole in the airship would be a bad idea for her and everyone else involved. Instead, she will keep to herself. The Proxian isn't going to try and make small talk with anybody near her, and looks pretty content to be simmering in her own rage. Anybody who dares is free to approach her. She won't set you on fire.]
[...Probably.]
[Taking Out Monsters]
[Did somebody say fire? Because black mages have fire. A lot of fire.]
[Karst has taken to accepting a series of odd jobs in order to make money, and top among those is killing monsters. Monsters that are very weak to fire. The area just outside of town is very quickly turning into a barbecue.]
[She doesn't need any help with the monsters, but maybe it would be good for somebody to tell her to tone it down. Or not. It's probably fine.]
[Taking Payment]
[With all of her targets slain, she goes back into town to collect her payment.]
[Only to have the merchant suddenly decide that the job is not worth the amount he originally posted. A very bad idea on his part, as he now as a very angry Proxian holding him up by the collar.]
Now, I know I must have misheard you, because the amount you just quoted is different than what we agreed upon before. I'm sure you wouldn't take advantage of me, unless you wanted to meet with an unfortunate accident in the middle of the night.
[Did she just threaten him? That's not very nice.]