The Heroes' Guild

Medus' head turns to look at the chair. A strong chair to be sure, but probably insufficient. Carefully, he reaches with his right hand to grasp at the gauntlet on his left. There is the sound of metal scraping against metal as he loosens it, before pulling it off entirely. A hand is revealed, made of the same strange metal as the armor. It's oddly blocky, like a statue shaped by someone who has been told what humans look like, but never really seen one. With his now bare hand, he gently grasps the arm of the offered chair. Smoothly, it turns to steel. After carefully reattaching his gauntlet, he takes a seat. The chair groans under his weight, but holds out, if only barely.

"Touch turns to metal. Can't stop it happening. Want to use it to help."

The words seem to be coming to Medus more fluidly now.

"Fort sounds interesting. How can help?"

He is interrupted by the sound of screeching metal as the chair gives way under his weight. He falls backward, armor meets the floor, and the floor blinks first, cracking as he sinks through it. He looks oddly like a turtle, his legs waving in the air as he tries and fails to right himself.

"oops."

Medus wiggles his protruding limbs uselessly for a few seconds.

"yes please."

As people approach, he cautions them.

"Only touch armor. Dangerous."

"@durgash, let's help Medus out." Tuska comes around to find a good spot to try and pull Medus up, but he was so heavy! Tuska and Durgash may not be enough. "We need more hands here!"

A few more strong men come over to form a plan on how to get Medus outside. With him being sunken past the planks that made up the floor made it hard to get good leverage. Until they figure out something better, they'd all try to lift him out anyway. "HEAVE! HO!"

Now that was dealt with, everyone disperses to deal with the strain of trying to lift Medus. Tuska accepts the ingot and thanks him before continuing to brief him. "I appreciate it. Now, Fort Goulding is in the southern plains of this land outside the town of Fletcher. The fort watches over the World Scar, where all sorts of monsters are born. Herds of these monsters sometimes threaten the town and it's up to us and the guards to protect the people from them."

Tuska pulls out a map that showed the way to Fletcher, through a new forest path that had not yet become used enough to be a proper road. "You follow this path south until you're out of the forests, once the plains are reached you will see the orchards and farmland of Fletcher. @durgash would you like to go with Medus to Fort Goulding?"

"Hmmmm?" Tuska looked at Durgash and his body language. She figured Durgash wanted a real reward, and to be fair he deserved it with the battle he fought against all those elementals. By coincidence she had just been handed an Adamant Ingot, Tuska hands it to the orc. "I suppose you should have this as compensation for your merit. It's a strong metal, if you can find a skilled blacksmith they can forge you a great weapon. Will be useful for your preparation for the Hunt."

With that settled, @durgash and Medus would be sent on their way down the road south and through the forest that would lead to the Azure Steppes. 

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

A man goes flying across the lobby and crashes into the wall, pieces of the wall splinter and slide across the floor. From 2nd floor, another man roars a mighty roar of triumph. After a celebratory dance, he taunts the man he'd tossed.

"GET WRECKED SUCKA! OOOO! You're gonna have to try harder than that. I'm the best! I'm the champ, you're the chump, nobody can stop me now. You'll never surpass me, I'm too good at this game." The winner boasts on and on about some sort of game, what game it was you couldn't quite tell. The members of the Heroes' Guild often made up stupid contests to challenge each other. The celebrations wouldn't last long before Tuska had something to say about the situation, the big dark-skinned she-warrior was pissed and clocks the winner with her prosthetic fist. She knocks him down the hall and runs after him to continue beating him up.

"Bastard! You're gonna pay for wrecking my guild house!" A trial by combat had now begun, Tuska the Guildmaster tolerated a lot of things but if guild property is damaged she goes into a rage. All the Guildies were guests in her house and this wasn't how she didn't want her house getting destroyed all the time by these stupid heroes!

While Tuska brings the pain, Treasa is left with the loser of the contest who was groaning in pain. He had happened to hear Treasa's introduction while flying through the air and just happened to have something to offer. "Owwww... hey there, you looking for a quest? Since I'm gonna be recovering for a few days you can do mine I was supposed to do. Achhh! oof! My bones!"

"UNCLE! UNCLE!" Cries for mercy rang through the halls of the guild until the time came for Tuska to relent in her assault. The champ wouldn't be taking any more challenges today.

The injured man next to Treasa searches his body and finds an envelope, he checks it is the correct one and hands it to Treasa. He coughs and explains what she would have to do. "The Guildmaster needs someone to go to Isra and pick something up. I don't know what it's supposed to be, but bring that letter to the shop owner at that address and she'll just give you what needs to be brought back here."

The envelope read:
For: Kate Green
112 Sunrise Boulevard
Isra

Inside the envelope would be a letter with Tuska's seal on it, this would be Treasa's proof that she was sent from the guild. Without this Kate may not relinquish ownership of the plant unless you are particularly persuasive, so it'd be best not to lose it.

The man starts dragging himself to a nearby bench to wait for first aid and continues to speak, "It may not seem glamorous going on a fetch quest, but we'd appreciate the favour."

"Thanks, I'd like that. My name is Jamir, I came here not long after the guild was founded. That woman over there is Tuska, she's the guild master; she never leaves us alone in the Guild house, doesn't trust us not to make a mess of the place hahaha. She lost her arm in a battle, so now she uses a metal replacement, she has a lot of different attachments for her prosthetic arm like blades or practical things like a fork." Jamir looks over to see Tuska returning to her office area where she handles her administrative duties. "The man who threw me from the second floor is Pendulu, he specializes in camouflage even though it may not seem like a fit for a big guy like that to be stealthy. He just waits around then ambushes people with his power. That's why he got the jump on me, if I knew he was in the corridor I would have blown him away."

Jamir reaches out towards his hat on the floor and what seems like a breeze blows it into his hand so he can place it back on his head. His hat seemed bigger than necessary, but it was just how he liked it, it made him easy to recognize him. After waiting for a few moments he feels he has enough strength to get to the bar which was manned by Caliban Corvus .

"Corvus, some drinks please, something to numb the pain." While waiting for their refreshments Jamir would continue to talk about the people who were in the guild. "We have a healer in the guild, her name is Rani, but she doesn't actually live here and is out looking for talent in the north. Would be good to have her around now; she's really funny looking, she has light blue skin, long red hair, and has a pair of small tusks poking out of her mouth!"

While describing the jungle troll, he brought his fingers up to his mouth where Rani's tusks were.