Does your PC have a job? How does he or she balance it against her adventuring?

Level 9 fighter. 12 points in craft baskets. Business is booming.

My human mage was a gay porn actor and a bodybuilder. It was shadowrun and it was fun.

Does working for imperial bureaucracy count? After all, it's not paid

Of course my PC has a job, he's an ADVENTURER!

Currently unemployed, was a free lance bodyguard for a while, dropped it when he had enough to risk going a year or two without stable income in case being a murder hobo didn't workout.

had a shadow runner once who's day job was paranormal pest exterminator. god that was a good game.

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Fuck you.

Yes. Since his super power is telekinesis (ferrous metals) he's taken up the job of a one-man scrap yard with an accountant to keep track of bills. Really helps storage space when a car gets crushed down to a 1' tall, 1' wide, 2' long rectangular prism instead of pancaked.

This is great, I'm going to make my next rp someone working at a morgue.

After an incident involving his dragonborn ranger best friend and the city guard, my fighter realized that the guards in the city SUCK at their job. So he opened a school and after a few years had enough highly trained students that they can effectively run it while hes off adventuring and trying to master his lycanthropy(only the dragonborn knows) and he pays well as the school has a TON of traffic.

Who would hae thought that town guard with 6 levels in fighter are dangerous-ish

Yes, my old-fashioned cyberpunk in Eclipse Phase has a job as a technician and repairman at a low-cost clinic for synths that need maintenance and legal work on a budget.

He really does not want to be on the adventure he's on, but has been shamed into it by being asked to help out on a celebrity's livestream feed. Once it's over he intends to get back to work and pretend the whole thing was an isolated incident. It's an RPG, so he'll be disappointed.

>Does your PC have a job? How does he or she balance it against her adventuring?

Yes, He's the part owner, chef and main potion brewer at Udo & Ludos Mystery Meats, Potions and Poultices.

It started as rather impressive food wagon, after coming back from the time as Chefs in a small Ogre Mercenary group, now that one wagon it's just one of several such food wagons spread a cross the Boarder Princes, serving up Udo & Ludos Mystery Meats.

When it comes to the balance, well first the adventuring was quite close at home, or work if you will, as the initial wagon was located at Karak Azgal, befor that fell to that unending wave of undead and daemons that started spewing from its inner bowels.

Fortunatly we had already gathered up our cultists.. Ehm, brothers and sisters and coworkers in the resistance movement, and headed out of the fort and town.

Now the adventuring is how he acquires that mystery meats that the clientele so appreciates and that inspires his cooking and potion making. It takes a bit more effort, lot more traveling, but the customers are very pleased every time he returns with new and exotic recipe.

After all it's so hard to find good wyverns tail and beastman organs in the open markets.

Not to mention how hard it is to find the blessed spice, that wyrd stone dust.

Udo (or was it Ludo?) is a jolly little halfling, one of two brothers, apt at taking down most beast, long-pig and even monsters, with a little help from his fellow adventurers, which all get to eat free of charge at any of Udo & Ludos establishments.

That's funny. My dear friend worked in one, in the service of the Raven God you see, Morr. Pale that elf was, so very pale and not at all with the same accent as them other foppish knife-ears (which is by the way great to both grill and pickle as snacks) keep themselves with..

Yes, yes, so he had to quit his work. His hoasts had an peculiar habit of walking away at nights. Not that most noticed, and they did bring in more work is suppose. Good system that he had going there for a good while.

Atleast he got out with the rest of our wagons (Udo & Ludos Mystery Meats). Still, what he do to some good pot stew meat is a bloody shame I tell you. That's good eating he's wasting there.

As far as anyone knows, my character's job is to make sure the party doesn't OTK from lack of provisions or general combat. Unfortunately, he does not count himself as a member of the party for that qualification, and it pisses off the party bard who's got a thing for him.
Funny, I have an in-progress bard that originally worked as an undertaker. He would tell little kids stories of the people he's worked on, either funny ones that are completely true "This guy managed to die in a ripe apple tree and they didn't find him until after he fell out." or made up or slightly altered for entertainment purposes "The evil warlock placed a magical sickness on him that made him eat until his stomach burst". He also has a hobby of making small puppets of his "clients" to better demonstrate his stories, and occasionally has "cameos" to see how well the kids can pay attention.