IC: Chelon grasped the pen in his mouth tentacles, and looked at the contract. He wasn't the best reader, particularly with small font like this, but he supposed it didn't matter so much, it's not like he wouldn't sign it anyway. He signed it and handed the pen back to the Slig. Before heading out of the tower, he quickly asked "What do I do now, then?"
OOC: WHERE IS SLAVELESS!?!?!?!??!?!?
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