There's still a settlement fee for responding to the recruitment now!
Come with me to the assembly point of the Bataxin Business Association, and they'll give it to you on the spot...
Outside the refugee camp by the sea, a gang of little thugs under the Wolfsbane Clan aren't here to cause trouble today. Instead, they're holding flyers, giving them to anyone they see, enticing those gaunt refugees to follow them.
Not far away is a temporary relief point set up by the Bataxin Business Association, distributing plain buns to the hungry people.
Those getting food form a line, giving these recruiters the opportunity to pitch.
In the terrible environment, concurrently threatened by the Merfolk and despised by locals, many people have reached their limit. Staying in the Kato area only means being a vagrant; they might as well take a chance in Transylvania.
