Iason’s ear twitches slightly in response to Daewen’s voice and he pauses mid-stroke to reach in his pouch for a folded piece of parchment. He had found it that morning among his belongings when he woke. Already he had received several others just like it and in the same manner but this would be the last one he would receive. Once he was no longer an initiate he would be considered trusted enough to receive the jobs in person. At least from the lower ranking ‘officials’. Assuming he succeed in this task.
“It only requires your consent.” Iason passes Daewen the encoded note before picking up his sharpening where he left off. The task of the job was simple enough. Swipe an amulet from a visitor who would be in Silvermoon at the end of the week and remaining in the city for two. The challenge of the job comes from when the message explains the amulet is closely guarded by its owner, a mage from Dalaran. Daewen’s part would come in supervision, to report his success or failure and in that case complete the task.