The Archer Girl explained her situation about the Rats. One injured and diseased, the other fine but vanished. That sounded about right, maybe the well one went back home realizing Adventurer Business wasn't for them. [color=red]"Probably should have scouted a bit more from the sounds of it...or just dipped in the sludge to mask your scent."[/color] He said, scratching his cheek lightly. It was a common thing to do in the swamp, to cover ones self with the scent of the surrounding area to hunt easier.

Her sudden blush made him blink. [color=red]"I might be humanoid but my sense of smell is still greater than a humans. I've lived in a swamp, it's hard to beat that smell."[/color] He stated, it was why he grabbed the Ditch Job. A, he was used to the foulest of stenches. B, diseases were naturally hard to get for his people. They were a hardy lot.

The girl noticed the magic caster he had taken note of and asked if they should ask her to join. [color=red]"Doesn't hurt. Go ahead."[/color] Lizard Fighter said with a shrug of his shoulders. He wasn't opposed but he also didn't think a magic user had the endurance to haul dead bodies. [color=red]"I'll register this and ask about the Patrol deadline."[/color] He continued before shifting fluidly over to the desk once more.

Sliding the paper across the desk he looked at the Guild Girl. [color=red]"Two, potentially three, for Ditch Cleaning. I'd also like to know the deadline for the Patrol Job."[/color] He stated.