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[@Restalaan],[@Zaphander],[@Silver Carrot](RBC),[@PaulHaynek]
FF5353

The walk through the swamp was...tense to say the least. Partially due to the number of corpses still there, but also because Knightmare seemed to be having a tantrum of some sort, just...going off to cut trees in half on occasion, or butcher some worms too slow to avoid their blade. He...supposed that he should be thankful that the knight didn't use THEM to relieve the need for violence. Shivering a bit each time he heard a sword be drawn, Magnus couldn't WAIT to get home.

When Magnus and his fellow guildmates returned, a wave of relaxation washed over the burly figure, his lips tearing into a radiant smile. Home again, after such a frightening experience, he wanted nothing more than to just lie down in a warm bed and forget about almost dying a bunch of times. Too bad though, since Magnus had to divvy up the money they made from the quest. The reward was more than generous, something apparent as Magnus felt the heft of the tightly bound satchel in his hands. He'd wait until after everyone had rested and eaten their fill to split it.

Eating heartily, the minotaur rubbed his stomach contently, likely finishing his meal before anybody else. When the question of how the jobs had gone came up, he gladly said: [color=FF5353][b]Mhm! Emilio is safe, and Knightmare and Yang saved my life."[/b][/color] in affirmation of Yang's report. Knightmare however still seemed really kill happy, wanting to immediately charge off on another quest before even eating. Trying to instead focus on Maria's question, he cleared his throat, nervously saying: [color=FF5353][b]"I-It went pretty well...almost uh...died...but that comes with the job..."[/b][/color] However, Magnus narrowed his eyes, seeing...something on Knightmare's shoulder. He wasn't really close enough to make it out from the distance he was at, but he definitely heard a voice other than Knightmare's ring out quietly. It seemed...something was possessing Knightmare's shoulder, perhaps? Shockingly, the minotaur wasn't especially scared of ghosts, having encountered quite a few wandering the halls of his Labyrinth back up North. They weren't so bad once you got past the whole "can phase through you whenever they want" thing. It made going to the bathroom hard...

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[@PaulHaynek],[@Eviledd1984]
A9A9A9

Nephele tilted her head in confusion at hearing Neil's statement. The minotaur hated him? She never could have guessed...though, given his build, it might be that he came from a culture based on strength. Well, if he wasn't an option, then she supposed that finding Neil an ideal trainer for building his body up would be a bit harder. Regardless, time passed and Neil regained his ability to move, and Nephele went off to go dry and dress herself proper.

When evening hit, Nephele sat beside Maria, somewhat confused by the look Bart was giving them. They'd spent the day resting, so it wasn't as if there was a quest to be discussed. Maria did however divulge the roach incident, thankfully sparing Neil of the embarrassment of being ousted as a peeping tom for his accidental intrusion. Having a satisfied smile, she took a sip of her drink before nodding in agreement. [color=A9A9A9][b]"It was a minor incident, but now its past us. Nothing too major,"[/b][/color] she said before taking a massive chunk of meat into her mouth, her teeth making short work of the roasted flesh. Taking a momvent to lick the tips of her claws free of meat juice, she looked up as Maria spoke to Rebecca, Magnus, and the other.

[color=A9A9A9][b]"Bart, a moment if you will."[/b][/color] the dragoness said as she turned her attention to the guildmaster himself. [color=A9A9A9][b]"While your continued practice of donating to the guild is admirable, it is in the long term going to cause significant financial straits for the guild building. I suggest we impose a mandatory profit donation to the guild. While it might not be a pleasant suggestion, it will benefit everyone in the long run, especially as our name attracts more adventurers. Perhaps, 20 to 25% would be a reasonable amount, providing a quest is actually successful."[/b][/color] Crossing her hands over her lap, she tried to make her appeal sound as reasonable as possible; A business couldn't run on charity, and without some sort of required payment due to the guild, it would inevitably collapse into bankruptcy. Then her, Maria, and everyone else would be without work, lest they sign up with another guild. One that likely took more on commission from quests. [color=A9A9A9][b]"A more unfavorable approach would be to charge for a quest posting fee, but that will definitely deter potential contractors away from us."[/b][/color]