I entered the guildhall with my bloody bag and my bound up weapons and armor. It was in a bag quit a bit bigger than I could carry, but the tent material I was dragging it in on was strong enough to survive the journey. The eyes of every person in the guild quickly found their way to me and my spoils.
I walked up to the counter where the guild master was sitting. Slack Jawed.
" Excuse me guildmaster. I'd like to turn in a quest. "
" what in the hell did you do? mug a caravan?"
" no sir. I took care of the goblins that were attacking the torrstead farm. "
" how on earth..."
" they were performing a ritual that..." I didn't get the rest of my sentence out before Gustav grasped my arms and picked me up spinning me.
" ahahahahah I knew you would be a good fit for this guild. " he said as he set me down. " the torrfin brothers have been dealing with those goblins for far to long. "
" umm... anyway as I was saying guildmaster, the goblins were preforming some ritual when I arrived. So I simply destabilized it and watched it blow up. It happened to take out the whole camp. "
" I would say so... are those?"
" yes. The ears of every goblin my actions took down. there are 156 sets. If I had known the results would have been so deadly I would have taken a different route. There were no survivors in the camp. "
" I see... "
I didn't need to tell anyone in the room what that meant. They were all trained mercenaries for hire. One of them, an older gentleman walked over to me and handed me a mug of ale. I looked at it, then I drank it. The alchohol couldn't take the pain away but the sentiment did soothe my soul a little bit.
" alright. Well. Let's look at the bright sides. Your 156 goblins richer. Also the guild will pay for your loot there and we can offer identification and appraisal services. "
He said stamping some things on his side.
" thank you sir. "
" I will have the money sent to your room. "
" I would like to have these items identified and appraised first. I'd prefer to keep them if possible. " I handed him a scepter, a bag, and a dagger.
" alright. It will take some time too."
" alright. I will check back in the morning. Buy everyone a round of drinks out of that gold I earned. " I stroke upstairs. Not caring to hear the answer. I was tired and cranky and sad.