<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C8ZP1WTVYAAx5Yl.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong><tt class="bbc_tt">"Hoo Hoo...There's a conversation I'm happy to jump into. How's my favourite my prospects doing?<br/><br/>Jora Synth, the groups sponsor and man that oozed charisma. The guild would appoint a sponsor to the newest of members to help them on their feet. The downside of a sponsor would be they take a cut of the reward money from contracts but the opportunity to get their name thrown around the city and be offered contacts was worth the cut.<br/><br/>A man of dark skin wearing a mix and light and dark purple robes, jewellery on each finger, amulets, braces and ear rings which made him the perfect target for a mugging if wasn't also a competent Monk. He took a seat next to Ahava and leaned back on its hinds legs. <br/><br/>"Because I'm great at my job I've got your contract all signed and confirmed. You're going giant hunting in Barova. Well...more precise Tarvow valley. Seems this giant takes a liking to merchants and had got himself a tribe. As you know the guild provides items for each hunt. You'll find in your rooms two vials of acid, alchemist fire, two rolls of rope and a healing position. Please...don't forget them."</tt></strong></span></span></div>