First question I have… Why is this Guild branch located in the middle of a street full of bars?
Maybe they were built here first and the bars popped up afterwards? I guess that might be possible.
We stepped up to the guild building, which actually kind of looked pretty suspicious at first glance with the mean looking guys that looked like thugs hanging around outside.
Like this place looked more akin to some kind of gang's hideout than the Mercenary Guild.
Hmm… Actually… Now that I think about it… Us Mercenaries are technically a giant gang, aren't we? We're just more organised and much more numerous than the stereotypical gangs that you might find around.
I guess you could say that we're bureaucratic gangs? I dunno.
Our group of three walked past the other Mercs hanging around outside the guild, ignoring the catcalls that were sent our way as we walked past.
At least none of them were as forward as that stupid blonde pretty boy I guess.
Captain's Log:
I guess now Lea is officially part of my Merc team. I'm still a little concerned by how easy the process to sign up as a Merc is though.
Amber's Log:
Alright, time for us to drink! And maybe get drunk while we're at it!
Lea's Log:
I am now officially registered as a Mercenary and a member of Captain's Mercenary team. I shall work to read up the rules of a Mercenary when we return to the ship.