She was giddy to get me through that door. The building in itself wasn't anything amazing looking like some kind of medieval DMV.
The elf behind the desk was a teen with gray hair, his spectacles gleamed in the morning light.
"Lady Zecta I'm pleased to make your acquaintance again." The teen elf gave a small bow.
Zecta the girl elf looked uncomfortable at that.
"Pehar I swear you are more stupid than a swamp lizard. I am no noble so stop with that lady shit, it is so unattractive." She gasped in exhaustion.
Pehar held his chest.
"I'm hurt, how could you compare me to a swamp lizard." Pehar said in horror.
Zecta looked ready to punch him but held herself back.
"I hope Vettrea haunts your dreams." She said with fake scorn.
"Wo, wo, wo. I was just joking, there's no need to pull out threats. Anyway, grizzled chap in the corner, I see you need an Identification." Pehar gestured for me to come closer. I walk up to the desk with annoyance. "Show your system." He egged me on.
I open my system.
Race, Elf.
Country of arrogance, The Federation of the holy forest.
Level, 3.
Class, ranger.
Titles, none.
Name, Xie.
Skills, trap detection.
Blessings, you are blessed by a minor god.
The system page changed which confused me.
Pehar looked at it and nodded. He raised his hand. "Copy." immediately a piece of paper came from the void with the exact information from my system.
"Level three isn't bad, have you been monster hunting?" He asked.
This was new information apparently level three was a good level to be at.
Zecta cut in. "The Federation's soldiers are all well trained. Don't make us sound so low as to be monster hunters like those adventurers."
"You're right, the almighty Federation military wouldn't be troubled with the problems of us common man." Pehar mocked.
"Why you?" She held herself back from jumping behind the desk and strangling Pehar.
"Aways the military types, I swear you guys can't hold your temper." Pehar snickered.