After placing the advertisements, and waiting...the filters of adventurers churning around, those that were still in town for work, or lining up a party trip to the next city to try their luck, Leopold saw some questers look through the lists, but passed the ad by. Crowd after crowd. Hour after Hour ticking by...but eventually as hope was dwindling, as the next party moved by, a young woman was standing by the boards, picking off a tab from the Advertisement to read it.