Darius looks around the adventurers guild, finding the main hall to be similar to a tavern. There is a large number of tables and chairs, as well as a bar against one wall. Against another wall there is a receptionist's desk, as well as some bulletin boards. He notices everyone is staring at him, so he quickly walks to the receptionist’s desk. He looks over the woman at the desk, she has brown hair, grey eyes, light skin, and she is wearing something similar to a suit.

“Hi, uh, I’m new around here, I was hoping I could become a licensed adventurer if possible.” “Okay, I’ll need you to fill out some paperwork before I can let you do anything else.” She says as she reaches under the desk, coming back with a small stack of paper for Darius to fill out. “It’s mostly waivers and such, what’s important is your level, class if you have one, skills, and spells if you have any.”

Darius looks over the paper, nodding as he picks it up “Uh, do you have a pen or quill or something I could use?” The woman grabs a pen for him, handing it to him. He then walks over to a free table and starts to fill out paperwork. He reads through the wavers, frowning slightly “Possible dismemberment, disintegration, exsanguination, beheading, and parasitic control? Well those are all pretty shitty ways to die.”

He shrugs as he finishes off the rest of the paperwork, getting up from the table and heading over to the desk. “I think I’ve finished everything.” He says with a smile as he hands over the paperwork. The woman looks over it “Everything looks in order, though, are you sure you want to do this at your level? I’m not even sure how you could be that level at your age.”

“Yes I’m sure, and as for how, well, I’m a chosen.” The woman nods as she looks over Darius. “That would do it, knowing magic at your level is slightly impressive, it’s very rare. Since you are new I should probably explain how things work. You will be given your adventurer badge, which depending on your level and your reputation will be a certain material. The materials are ceramic, lead, copper, tin, bronze, iron, steel, silver, gold, and platinum. Every ten levels you move up a material. If you are viewed favourably you could become a lead before your level gets to that point. If your reputation is bad, at your level, you could be banned from being an adventurer.”

“Right, that makes sense to me, so at my level I am a ceramic adventurer, correct?” “Yes, that’s right, I have a badge for you here.” She says as she reaches under the desk again, pulling out a small badge of a sword and shield, which she hands to Darius. “Now, you can take any contract from the first board, those are all ceramic rated quests. The second board is split between lead, and copper. The third between tin, bronze, iron, and steel. And the fourth between silver, gold, and platinum, there are rarely quests in those grades.”

“Right, is there anything else that I need to know at the moment?” “No, that’s everything you need to know right now, there is the adventurers guild rule book you should look over at some point, but if you’d prefer you could do that later.” “I think I’ll do that, thank you for your help.” Darius says with a nod as he walks over to the first bulletin board.

Darius takes some time to look over the papers pinned to the board. He sees a lot of cliche quests, like killing 10 slimes, or gather 5 herbs. He shrugs after a little while and he grabs a quest to clear a farmers field of rabbits, which causes a screen to pop up.

New Quest: Clear the McRoy farm

Objective 1: Kill the 12 rabbits infesting the McRoy farm

Description: Franklin McRoy posted a quest in the adventurers guild to clear his farm of rabbits threatening his livelihood.

Jeez you must like killing poor defenseless rabbits.

‘Well, that is kind of strange, but nothing too important.’ Darius shrugs as he opens his map, finding that there is a waypoint leading to a farm outside the city. He nods as he walks out of the adventurers guild. He walks through the city again, keeping an eye out for anything interesting as he does. After a little while Darius makes it to the gates of the city, looking around as he starts to walk out, seeing rows and rows of fields.