Shin pushed the guild's massive wooden gate open and looked inside. The first thing to hit him was a wave of warm damp air, the stench of sweat and alcohol followed by the rattle of chairs as almost everyone inside the guild's hall turned to look at the door.
Shin looked back at the adventurers for a second, their eyes didn't hold any malice or blood lust, just pure curiosity. "Young lad! Never seen you here before, welcome!" A large buff man with a bushy beard exposed hairy chest, and one blind eye called, waving his hand from one of the tables.
When Shin looked at him the man pointed at the back desk, "If you've got a job to submit, go there."
Shin looked back at him with a smile, "How should I call you?"
"Harry, a seasoned wizard, best in the trade." Harry smacked his chest with his fist and another man in the back giggled, "You look like a barbarian and not a wizard."
"Shut up, Grim!"
