[center][color=blue][h2]Matti Virta[/h2][/color][/center]

The building was in a terrible state of disrepair, that much Matti could see as he peered at the building at the very back of the building, floating slightly above ground so he could see over the shoulder of a particularly wide monster girl wearing a coat. He was surprised at the sheer diversity of the adventurers that Bart has successfully recruited, assuming there would be a human majority; instead the monster girls comprised the bulk of the new guild, some far more dangerous than was to his liking. He was wary of the excited maid in particular, knowing he would supervise over the slimy woman's duties at the guild, being the financial manager for the establishment and inventory. Thus, he would have to check up on her the most; even the thought was enough to cause a shiver out of him.

The other members seemed civil enough. The black knightess named Arletta had a professional air about her, and it also showed in her armor and weaponry. Demon silver? Now that is a girl the enchanter would like to talk to later, as he would love to experiment on a material that rare and magically potent. In complete contrast, the lady ogre was quite jovial, which was to be expected of a shaman; she reminded him of her home, and of his roots which he abandoned in favor of progress. He also noticed the swordswoman, who called herself Anitta. She seemed like a human, but he couldn't be sure due to the mask she wore over her face. Her tone of voice also caused him suspicion, as it resembled a monster's in its sensuality.

Finally, a bunny-eared warrior and a gentleman spoke up, and Matti was surprised; he did not know male Viera even existed. It seems this guild would become notorious, if for nothing else than it's extraordinary members in an already extraordinary world. The gentleman claimed he had knowledge of secrets, and this piqued the enchanter's interest. 

[color=0054a6]"I would like to discuss of discrete matters with you as well, mister Ragoczy. My name is Matti Virta, the financial manager for the guild as well as the resident healer. If you have any injuries or unpatched wounds I ask that you report to me before you head out on a quest. I will look forward to working with you all."[/color] That said, the healer flew up to the roof of the guild hall, and examined the structure as he wrote down on his notebook with a red feather quill. 
[color=0054a6]"Based on the budget mister Bartholomew has initially given for the repair costs, there is a possibility that we might have to complete a couple of quests before we can afford all of the necessary refurbishments."[/color]