The soft tap of claws on floorboards rung out as Lizard Fighter entered the Guild. Yes he had a name, everyone did, but it seemed in this line of work saying ones name was taboo. Maybe it was an attachment thing? Whatever, the pink race was weird. Yawning widely, displaying those sharp nearly serrated teeth of his, he approached the counter. Lizardfolk weren't common to see and even some of the higher ranks were openly eyeballing the enormous being. About as common as seeing a pure-blood high elf outside of the forest it felt like.

The Guild-girl behind the counter stared at him before clearing her throat. "Are you looking to sign up?" She asked, which earned her a simple nod from him. "Wonderful! Please read this form and fill it out." She said, putting on the classic businesswoman's smile. Lots of teeth, closed eyes, tilted head. They were lucky he knew common, how to speak and write it. Taking the piece of paper, and a quill, he went off to one side so others could do reports or whatever else. He wasn't an Adventurer he didn't know what they did.

Looking the form over it was fairly simple. It essentially spoke of the dangers involved in the career, payment, not liable, blah blah blah. He signed his name and what class he essentially was. A Fighter, very general in the combat area. Sure he specialized in certain weapons but a good portion of the dealers of death had the same forms. With the form filled out he waited only a few minutes to turn it in. Another group had sidled up to give their report. Bandits, so they didn't just go specifically for monsters? Good to know.

Stepping up again he handed her the paperwork she had initially given him. A quick speed read and she gave that beaming smile again. "Alright, it's all in order! Here's your Guild Tag, please keep it on your person at all times." She said, sliding the porcelain tag over to him. Blinking he scooped it up and put it on, it almost blended in perfectly with his chest plating. [color=red]"Thanks."[/color] He rumbled out quietly, his voice like distant thunder.

"If you'd like to start immediately, there are jobs posted on the board right there. Or you could just browse and wait for more experienced Adventurer's to go with." She said while gesturing to the job board. Nodding his head he shifted quietly over to the board to give it a good once over. He kind of wondered if there was any overlap at times, did people forget to take a posting down? And what kind of job was cleaning a ditch? That didn't sound very adventurous at all. But it was the easiest money he could see of the three jobs. To wait and potentially get combat experience with giant rats or goblins, or get easy money cleaning up ditch corpses? Decisions decisions...