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- 'Merica
Van - Barbaric Bandit
Tess does have the most active voice in the group after all.
One look at his work would immediately see the epitome of 'I know how to do the work, but you sure as hell aint getting my best' in writing form.
Not terrible work, but actively doesn't bother to try.
Needless to say, it's enough to give him a headstart in running from Tabran/work right now.
Van is quick to bite back on the unneeded worries of Bramble. "If we came across a Stampede, you'd have heard us running and Tess screaming."Arriving back at the Guild, they are let in by a happy looking Bramble. "You're alive! Good! Not that I was expecting you to die, but, y'know, accidents happen all the time in this line of business. Who knows when a party will run across a Stampede?" She shakes her head, ears jiggling.
Tess does have the most active voice in the group after all.
Tabran watched as Van silently took one look at the paperwork, and shuffled a few of the forms out for himself to fill before just as quickly ending up handing them in and making his exit to find a place to store loot and his flower."Hey, they're back!"
Waiting for them at the counter of the bar is a noticeably grumpier looking Tabran. Judging by the fact that the stack of papers in front of him has increased he might have good cause to be angry. The old man shoves a pile away and sighs. "So you're alive. Good. Then you're officially recognized by the Woodside Guild Branch. Congratulations."
Before there can be any celebrations, however, he places several sheaves of forms in front of them. "Now for the most important part of the business. Paperwork. Fill them out." He gives a sardonic grin, clearly enjoying your pain.
One look at his work would immediately see the epitome of 'I know how to do the work, but you sure as hell aint getting my best' in writing form.
Not terrible work, but actively doesn't bother to try.
Needless to say, it's enough to give him a headstart in running from Tabran/work right now.