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Huh. No...priests? Magnus was frankly confused, but figured that maybe he wasn't actually a resident of this port and instead had traveled here...but wait, then how would he know his friend was... Magnus' head was starting to overflow a bit with the possibilities of what-ifs about the priest, but he made sure not to forget his gratitude to the nice purple snake woman. [color=FF5353][b]"I see...t-thank you for your time then Miss."[/b][/color] he said, bowing respectfully while taking great care not to bonk her with his horns before leaving to go and find some chairs.

[color=FF5353][i]"That lady was right...there's so many chairs in these!"[/i][/color] Magnus thought excitedly as he fumbled around in an abandoned house on his own, before giving one of the chairs a good 'ol sit test. Creaky, and barely able to hold his weight...must mean its just fine for normal people. Somewhat dissapointed that his girth wouldn't hold in these chairs, he figured that these would have to do for now...free was better than nothing by a long shot, especially if it meant he could at least earn some favor with everyone else. It was a lot easier to talk to people if they liked you, after all. So, gathering up a veritable mountain of twenty some chairs, Magnus made off like some kind of mad Chair Bandit as he started his journey back to the guild, holding eight bundled chairs a piece in his arms, and four dangling off his horns. It was goofy, but it wasn't like he wanted to spend the money to hire a ride back. Besides, Minotaurs had stamina to spare. With a small smile present on his face underneath his helmet, the young Minotaur felt pride in having completed his first job. Now he was one step closer to...well...not being a weenie.