Gregor swings his office door open and begins walking downstairs with the party in tow, the guildhall goes silent again, all eyes and ears waiting to hear the news.

“Leela, get the identifier and test this lot,” Gregor says with authority.

“Yes sir. Wait, all of them, including the monsters?” Leela asks in surprise.

“I did say the lot didn't I?” Gregor says with a smile.

“Yes sir, right away,” Leela replies.

While Leela steps into the back the hall fills with excitement, dread, and worry all at the same time low murmurs fill the air as Leela comes back holding a ghostly white orb attached to a metal base with runes carved on it with four crystals in each corner pointing in different directions. Leela carefully sets it on the counter and pulls out four sets of metal tags and paper.

“So who's first?” Leela says with some unease.

“Oh! I will go first,” Swaggle says with excitement.

“Very well just place your hand on the orb and hope we aren't obliterated or smote by the gods for this,” Leela says.

“Gotcha,” Swaggle says with a toothy grin.

Stepping up and placing his clawed hand on the orb Swaggle feels something looking into him and a surge of power the orb swirls a mixture of colours and turns it’s ghostly white again.

“What a rush that felt amazing. NAVI, did you feel that?” Swaggle asks.

“Yeah, let’s do it again,” NAVI says.

“Okay,” Swaggle says, putting his hand back on the orb only to get no reaction.

“Huh I guess it only works once,” Swaggle says.

“Lame,” NAVI says.

“I don’t believe it. It worked on a monster. Umm please now touch the paper and take these tags,” Leela says in shock.

As Swaggle touches the paper words begin to appear on it.

“What’s this?” Swaggles asks.

“Those are the classes you are suited to each colour the orb turned was a class you would be good at. Most of the colours that showed for you were magic classes. You can attune to your class right now but you might want to learn about each class. I suggest taking a day to read that paper, at least it has a brief description of the classes,” Leela says.

After Swaggle one by one the group went up and had their experience with the orb leaving the hall shocked.

“Leela here will now be your personal liaison at this hall and handle all your quests from here on out. If you need anything just ask her,” Gregor says walking off to his office leaving a stunned half-elf behind the counter.

“Hey, you said we should take a day, so where do you suggest we go to study or do whatever for a day,” Hooknose asks, bringing Leela back to her senses.

“I guess where all new adventures go, the Red Dragon Inn.” Leela replies.

After receiving directions from Leela the group worked their way a few streets over to a bustling tavern with a brightly painted sign above the door depicting a red dragon and a flask of ale.

“So this is the place?” Hooknose says.

“It’s loud and smells funny,” NAVI complains.

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“Yeah but nobody is looking at us, in fact we kinda blend in,” Delphi says.

“I like this place. It screams shady in all the right ways,” Bobbi says.

“I smell food!” Swaggle yells.

“Alright calm down, let’s get a seat at the counter,” Hooknose says.

As they make their way through the musty old tavern filled with mirth and oddballs at everytable, they arrive at the counter to see a veritable giant of a man with slightly pointed ears and dark green skin, his rugged features added a human quality to the otherwise alien personage. They carefully climbed into their stools while the man cleaned the glass in his hand and watched every patrion in the tavern.

“Don’t often serve monsters here, but I do get warlocks who like their pets so I don’t judge as long as you pay,” The giant of a man says.

At those words Hooknose felt very happy to have asked Tobias to teach Delphi and the others about money so he could learn on the long road.

Fiddling with the coins in his pouch Hooknose says “That shouldn't be a problem depending on your prices,”

“Very well, what will you be having?” The bartender asks.

“I will have one of those babies I saw in the market,” Swaggle says.

“Swaggle those aren't for eating,” Delphi says.

“They're not?” Swaggle asks in confusion.

“No they’re not,” Hooknose says with disbelief.

“But they were just helpless and crying and chubby,” Swaggle continues.

“All true,” Delphi says.

“But they aren't for eating?” Swaggle says.

“No, they are clearly the young of the humans,” Delphi says.

“That has to be categorically false. I asked a lady how old it was and she said two years old. It wasnt ready for battle or building traps and can’t walk so they must be food,” Swaggle says.

“Some races just take a long time to get ready for such things,” The bartender says.

“Oh how long till that thing can wield a weapon?” Swaggle asks.

“Eight, maybe nine years old,” The bartender says.

“They feed a useless thing for eight or nine years. How do I get to be this lazy?” Swaggle says.

“You already are,” Bobbi says.

“Eh! Alright what can I eat in this town meat wise what about that thing by the fireplace is it edible?” Swaggle asks.

“That's my dog and no we don’t eat dogs or cats,” The bartender says, with a hit of annoyance entering his voice.

“What does it do that makes it so special?” Swaggle asks.

“It’s doing it right now and as for cats they do what they want,” The bartender says.

“You’re kidding, how many things do you guys have that you just give food to that don’t do anything?” Swaggle asks with jealousy in his voice.

“Never really thought about it really,” The bartender says.

“Okay, what about those goats? can I eat a baby goat?” Swaggle asks.

“You can but I would recommend the lamb. It comes with herb roasted potatoes and one of my finer ales. The bartender comments then quickly adds “unless you need the meat to be raw,”

“Oh that sounds good! The cooked meat that is. Also I now understand why that lady was upset when I walked up to her at the butcher we passed along the way here,” Swaggle says.

“Why, what did you do?” Hooknose asks.

“It wasn’t just me, NAVI helped,” Swaggle whined.

“Tattle tale! You didn’t need to bring this up,” NAVI says.

“What did you two do?” Bobbi asks with curiosity.

“Well NAVI said she would do the talking when I said I wanted to buy a snack so we walked up when I saw the lady, she had the baby I asked how old it was, she replied, then I held out some money and NAVI said ‘This much for the tiny meat-bag.’ She ran away and the meat seller looked confused and I’m still hungry,” Swaggle says.

“That’s it we are getting a leash for you! You shall go no more than seven feet from us at any given time!” Hooknose says.

“Hang on, why must we suffer like this?” Bobbi says.

“Yeah.” Delphi says in agreement.

“Ahem, I got the little guy’s order but what about the rest of you?” The bartender interjects.

“Oh right, that lamb actually sounds great, we will all have that,” Hooknose says, pulling out coins.

“Your meals will be coming right up, here is your first round of ale, extra copper for each refill, the tavern drinking game rules are on the board if you pass out we’ll give you a room if you have the coin if not you’re sleeping in the stable.” the Bartender explained to them

After a raucous hour or so of eating and drinking the group began to feel at home in the chaotic inn and then Swaggle decided to read the rules to the tavern drinking game.