The Beacon is looking for men and women of all kinds to perform simple, honest work in exchange for a living wage and food. Training will also be available for any of these positions.
The following tasks are available, all offering steady employment to any who wish it:
The Beacon
Mister Eli
I've considered your offer. If you are serious, and intend to go on with your plans, I'd love nothing more than to help you along wherever I am able. Though I know nothing of healing, I'm good at nearly everything else. You know how to get in touch with me.
Friday Wainwright
*posted in Upper and Lower*
More than ever is the aid of righteous men in dire need. Following a recent attack by the Banite Chadwick, the people of the Beacon are left without a stew pot from which we can feed the hungry. I beseech you to spare what you can during this dire time while a new pot is found.
Those of bearing strong and hearts true are implored to seek out the Beacon, neighbours to the merchants of the Lower Bazaar, and seek out long-term live-in work as guardians of those in need. You will earn the gratitude of your fellow man, a free bed, warm meals, and support from the staff in your works. Age, race, and histories are to be of no consequence, as all men and women in need are welcome at the Beacon and we will extend that same courtesy to those who come seeking employment.
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Further, it is my own personal prayer that you make an effort this very minute to act for a better Sanctuary. It is an act that no man can deny, and that all men can unite in. I pray you not to take up a club against the dissidents, for some arms, such as mine, can wield no club. I pray you not to involve the Law, for it is the Law that leaves us where we are now-
-Instead, I pray you; take a stand against those who do wrong to your fellow man. Reject the Banite Chadwick from your gaze. To your ear, let no words of his reach. To his employment, grant no favour. Do him no service, spare him no pause, and give him none of your time or consideration. Let this man so dedicated to a faith of tyranny see if he can accept the Martyrdom of Exile, and in so doing, watch as his darkness crumbles into a petty, lost man.
I pray you grant Exile to the Banite Chadwick; exile from your very heart. Let him know that we will not stand for his acts of evil, for the next time he acts against his fellow man, that man may very well be you.
~Patricia Threadbare, mendicant of the Beacon, in service of the communal spirit of fellowship