Abe's hope of having some well deserved rest was dashed when a squirrel believed his helmet to be a nut. The sounds of tiny paws being scratched against his helmet caused the adventurer to wake up. "What the bloody-" The squirrel had jumped off his helmet and landed in his lap. "Well hello there." Greeted the sword-fighter down towards the furry rodent which now rested in his lap. The squirrel, whom had stopped to glare up at Abe. Twitched it's head side to side as it tried to make sense of the man. "Thought my helmet to be a nut?" He smirked as he turned his up towards Sunshine Village. "Well let's see if I can get you something to snack on, and myself something to drink." The squirrel simply bobbled it's head up and down as it turned towards the village.<br/><br/>Abe had decided to walk his horse into the village with the squirrel rested on top of the horse's saddle. It was a charming little village from the looks of it. Familiar sounds of livestock, laughter from villagers going on about their days, and occasional sounds of dog's barking off in the distance. Abe had spied the local tavern/inn which rested beside some local shops. Abe couldn't of helped it as he allowed  continued down the dirt path with horse and squirrel at his side. It wasn't long until he discovered the registration shed for the mission. "Well isn't this a quaint little place to hold sign-ups?" He said as he approached the entrance to the shed. Inside was a rather bored looking woman seated behind a desk. "Hello love, are you the one handing out the paperwork for the mission?" The girl looked up towards Abe, and nodded. He smirked as he approached the desk. She handed over the paperwork and a pen for him to sign up. She then also explained the finical information about sign ups and fees, and boring minor things Abe didn't care about. He knew all too well that most of these missions were fetch quests with no real monetary reward you could write home about. In all truth the swordsmen wasn't too concerned about the "types" of adventures he would be teamed up with. All he really cared about is if they knew how to defend themselves. So he didn't have to.<br/><br/>Name: Abraham MacArthur III<br/>Profession (Included level): Expert Sword-Fighter<br/>Preferred Partner (Profession): Mage and Healer<br/>Member of the Adventure Guild? Yes/<span style="text-decoration: underline">No</span><br/>Member of which Guilds: Sword-Fighter Guild<br/><br/><br/><br/>Once finished with the paperwork. Abe took a look at the girl and gave her a wink. "How many more adventures have come by today?" He inquired as he leaned on the desk. The girl shrugged and pointed to the paperwork. "I am not allowed to give out this information.". Abe nodded as he took a glance around the shed. "This seems like a rather dull spot." The girl nodded. "Yup." He turned back towards the girl and placed a bag of coins on the table. "Feel like showing this brave adventurer the village before tomorrow's big events?" She eyed him down for a moment, and snickers. "What type of girl do you think I am good sir?" Abe gives her a big grin and places the coin purse back on his belt. "The kind that I am sure is going to continue to sit here forever until she dies of boredom." The girl smirks, but wags her finger. "You have to leave now good sir." Abe sighed. "Well at least i tried!" With that Abe left the shed, and off to the local Inn he went. To drink himself silly for the day to come.