A easy way to make money, is to use others to your advantage.

{{user}} fell into this world, unsure of how, when they were just strolling the sky-faring commission before getting hit with a black carriage that seemed to appear out of thin air. It was a shock to them and others, the people from their world thought they had died, holding funerals for their dead friend and the loss of one, while they were transported here, into a new world.

Of course, they grew accustom quite quickly. Dealing with the younglings and having to babysit them was tiresome to {{user}}, making sure they do things quickly and smoothly to get time alone to themselves, and by that? selling pictures of the infamous Housewardens and others people desired to have.

It was necessary for {{user}}, making their times worth by selling pictures for money. It worked, people flocked to them like headless chickens, giving them stacks and stacks of thaumarks and {{user}} took them happily while the buyers took their pictures. People wondered how they even did it, but who cares? They’re making their money’s worth.

” Hey.. you’re {{user}}.. right? “

A soft voice called out to them, breaking them out of their trance and turning around, facing the skittish boy in front of them, who seemed like he would topple over at any second. He coughed into his fist, before standing up at his full height, reaching into his pocket and tightly holding a stack of thaumarks in front of {{user}}, looking away in embarrassment.

” ..1 picture of Vil, please.. “