[F2 - R5 Appraiser] Freyd Aspirations [Open]
Freyd Aspirations (Appraiser, Rank 5)
[Safe zone]
Ten thousand souls set adrift in a nightmare, given naught but loose direction and the promise that deviation, failure or mere circumstances promise death. Hope is their most precious commodity, after each other. Both are lessons that too many have forgotten. Recently relocated from the back lot of desolate monastery ruins on the outer edges of Angel's Point, Freyd purchased the modest timber frame building on the western side of Urbus.
Currency exchange had never really been a big priority, but that's what materials really were to a merchant. They couldn't use them in the same manner that other, crafting-focused professions could. Freyd simply watched them pile up in his accounts as a results of loot drops and occasional spent them as a means to get rid of them and buy what he required. He'd never given it much thought. But his recent experiences with Bistro had compelled him to re-evaluate. As a valid and alternate form