Reporting to the Barracks

Koroseta walked into the Guard's Barracks and looked around. She had been surprised that people had been relatively quick to help her find it. As she looks around she has no clue who the Captain would be so she just waits for someone to ask her what she is doing there. As she waits she pulls out the token she had been given and looks at it in a manner that would make it obvious that she had the token. She hoped someone would see it and realize that it was why she was there.

Robison had been sitting behind his desk when Koroseta walked in. He sees her looking at the token and gets up. "Excuse me miss, if you're looking for the captain that would be me. We'll gear you up if you promise to try and help the city with bandits and such in your free time." He grabs a pouch of gold and sets it on a table with crappy gear on it. If you have a preference in weapons and armor tell me, these are the weapons you can choose from." he says pointing to the table.

Koroseta walks over to the table and has a quick look. "I don't need no armor, but I'll take that, that, and that." she says pointing to a rusted large mace, a broken large sword, and a wornout bow. "If that's too much stuff, than keep the money and let me take this stuff." she says. She doesn't seem to bothered by the gears' lack of quality. She sets the token on the table near Robison as she does not see any point in holding onto something of the sort.

Captain Robison looks at her a little funny and then takes the token. "Whatever floats your boat, but you have to take the money if you take anything else. Stupid Peacekeeper regulation. If you need my help again I'll be at my desk." Robison then walked over to his desk sat down and immediately started dozing off.

Koreseta nods as Robison goes back to 'work'. She picks up the weapons and the money pouch and then goes back outside. She looks for a local to ask where she might find a tailor's. She is directed to the fashion district and then heads off.

Marga slowly walked her way in to what she found to be rather horrible smelling place. “Oh god it smells like a farm in here.” She said it aloud as she covered her nose it was hard for her not to frown as she walked pasted some orcs who whistled at her, she just let out a disgusted sound. Walking up to a human guard she held the token up. “who do I give this to for my stuff. I would like to get out of here as soon as possible.” The short haired elf just shook her head at the smell of the place.

A guard at the door points to a fat man that is hunched over a desk snoring. He is probably the one that least looked as though he would be the head of anything. Yet, on this shift he was the Captain that Marga needed to talk to. On closer inspection one would notice a small puddle of drool around his face.

Marga looked to where she was pointed too, and was actually not really surprised at all. She would walk over to the man hunched over her hips moved back and forth a little and then she slammed the token as hard as she could on the desk and looked down at this drooling man. little did she notice but she broke a nail doing that, but it wouldn’t matter she would break them all soon. “Hey captain droll, I need my money. An I hear your giving out free gear give me the best you got.” She looked like she could barely lift anything heavy he would give her.

The captain stays asleep at his desk through that. He doesn't seem though he would wake up any time soon. That is before a smell of cooked meat wafts through the barracks. Suddenly the captain wakes right up and gets out of his chair. He starts to walk towards the smell. If Marga doesn't get his attention quick she might miss her opportunity to get the gear and money.

Marga saw the man move for the scent of food. This made her rather mad, as someone was ignoring her. “HEY FATMAN, I want my gear and money I was told to come get.” Her girly voice was sharp though the manly barracks. She hoped that got his attention but it didn’t she picked up the token and hummed it at him, hopping to hit the back of his head. Her throwing style was odd as the token seemed to spin but also curve towards the target.

The Captain while still walking towards the smell whips his hand around behind his head and catches the token with ease. He quickly checks it and then makes a grunting sound. He looks to a guard in front of him. "Make sure she gets her gear."

The guard looks puzzled, "Captain, isn't that your job?"

The Captain frowns and then throws the token at the guard. The guard is literally knocked over from the force of the token hitting his armor and the token is actually stuck in the guards armor. The Captain continues walking to the kitchen. He was going to get his food and no one would stop him dammit.

Storming over to the guard who was knocked over she just stood over him. she saw the token logged in the armor of the guard. That took a lot of strength to lodge suck a token in to armor. “Not that guy has a bit of my respect to be able to do that to armor.” She bends over her clothing rather revealing and pokes the token. “So you going to get me some gear, or you just going to lay around all day?” she said it rather cutesy sounding, and stood upright again.

The guard on the ground looks up and blushes staring at Marga but not at her face. He doesn't say much as he slowly gets up still blushing. He walks over to a table of armaments. "What weapon or weapons do you want?" As he turns to look again his gaze is still a little too low for him to be looking at her face.

Marga thought for a little bit and saw the pile of nasty looking gear. “ehh is that is well I can work with a heavy weapon for now, I might melt it down for better tools.” She made sure to sway her hips as she walked over to the pile. It all smelled bad and she sneered. “Got any good leather and clothing armor??” she looked back with a uber cute look trying to butter up the guard.

The guard watches her hips as she walks over towards him. He blushes even more. "We don't have much for good armor, but what we do have is over here." says the guard pointing to a pile of crappy armor.

Marga sighed and looked at the guard. “really that’s all, well give me it all and the money and I will get out of here. I need to find a hot bath so I can scrub down, I feel so dirty right now.” She moved her hand over her ass and up to her lip, trying to look sexy which wasn’t hard because she was an elf. She saw the rusted mace in the corner. “can I have that big heavy hammer too?” she batted her eyes at the guard rather sick display of taking ones looks as an advantaged.

The guard grabs each and sets them near Marga. "And which armor do you want. So long as you can carry the weapons you can have both." He then sets a pouch of gold on a table near Marga.

Marga looked at the guard with her finger on her lip. “It may be rather heavy but ok give me some robes and any leather armors you got, and that hammer.” She said that and pointed to the rusted hammer. She was rather still kind of cheerful about getting free gold, an armor to boot even if its crappy armor. She kind of stood there holding out here hands for everything to be given to her, such a greedy girl she was.

The guard gives her the hammer, the set of robes and leather armor and then the coin pouch. He still is blushing and thinks to himself 'I'm going to need a cold shower after this.' Apparently the guard didn't get out much.

Marga would take the stuff from that guard the hammer almost pulled her over just from its sheer weight. It had caught her off guard so she stumbled a little and was bent right over in front of the guard. Kind of embracing but she threw the leather armor over he left should same with her robe, she tied the coin pouch to her waist and lifted the hammer with all her might and placed it on her left so it was easier to carry. “he he it was a little heavy, toddles~!” she said that as she wobbled her way out of the barracks. She noticed a city maps and saw a black smith store was close by; there she could put this hammer to use.

{exit}

Tess enters the barracks folding her wings around her body so she wouldn't injure them. She then walks up to a guard "Hey you there who is in charge of this place because I came for my free stuff." she said tapping on guard's chest plate. Tess hated being so small due to the fact that she was always over looked for her size, but today was going to be different she was going to join a war to kill monsters.

The guard would look down at the fairy. “over there.” he would point to a large ogre, who was eating some turkey. The ogre was also writing some things down on a large paper, being a captain he had duties. Blorg would then stand up and stretch, reaching 14’ feet tall the ogre was someone not to piss off. The guard would move away from tess as he had other errands to do.

Tess walks over to the Ogre who was large. Tess begins to find her voice speaking "Hey you I'm here to get my free stuff." Tess yelled at the top of her little lungs. She doubt that the fourteen foot giant heard her because she was so little. This was going to be a long day of work for her. Tess felt like she was the shortest person in the world because she found children taller then her.

Blorg wold look down at the fairy, no half fairy yelling at him. “you don’t have to yell, I am not hard of hearing yet.” He sat down and looked at her. “What kind of jobs do you do, and what kind of weapon do you want.” looking down on her he just yawned as turkey made him tired. “you don’t look like you could lift very much.” He started to pick a coin pouch up and down.

"Well you are fourteen feet tall, but whatever moving on. I want a something not useless and I want to be a merc okay?" She said waiting for her stuff. Tess knew that they were going to give her some shitty gear because all the people she saw was leaving with the crap for gear."He you don't expect me to accept this crap do you because this crap sucks and will get people kill not like I care about them."