The man didn't seem too intimidated by the minotaur's presence, and willed himself to shake hands with Sharphorn and his two companions.

"Ah, I should have guessed as much. I believe the daily pay will depend on the various skills you can demonstrate going in, with additional pay for the patrols that provide useful intelligence and those that encounter hostile forces out in the field. After we interview you here, you can go to the northern barracks and the training yard in the fields just outside of town, for the purpose of briefing, sparring, target practice, and fitting for any equipment you wish to purchase at discount. Once we take down your identity and skills, we can copy them into a letter and send that with you to members of Cloak Wood's military council and quartermaster", the man answered.

Unless interrupted, the man would continue.

"Well, if you wish to begin, I believe Lethadius is ready to write down whatever you wish to volunteer. A complete profile of your skills and capacities is a first step, that will help you get appropriate compensation for your service in the town's patrols," He said. The half-elf had already opened a leather bound jacket filled with unused parchment and produced an inkwell and writing stylus to begin writing an account of the trio's visit to the guildhall, with a description of each of them and a quick list of the magic implements they wore. "And besides, with this information on hand, the town of Cloak Wood, the Arcanist League, and perhaps even the trading and shipping guilds might find other opportunities for you in the future."