The dwarf chuckled as she finished her drink, pleased to see a pretty woman who enjoyed an ale.  "I understand and that's why I'm here to talk too.  Our guild is set up with simple structure.  We have eleven masters, one of which is our elected 'speaker' for the guild.  Currently and for the last three years our speaker has been master Torgar Graniteskull.  But he's out on an expedition right now looking for a temple one of our members spotted but didn't get a chance to explore.  We get most of our recruits from back home, and they come here, pay a small fee to join the guild..."  he paused and added, "which we'd be willing to waive for you.  Then they are recognized members of the guild.  They have the right to gather at our tavern above, no matter their race, creed, or politics.  The only stipulation being that they keep a civil tongue and don't cause no problems.  That means if you wanna sell your body in the tavern, that's fine, but you take it up to a private room before you do more than a little canoodling.  Or, if you really need some extra space, pay to rent out one of the large private dining rooms for the night."<br/><br/>He smirked slightly at the thought of what she would do with a private dining room, but moved on,  "Every year, at summer solstice, we hold an election, all the members present can vote one of the masters to the speaker position, and if there's any open speaker positions there's another election to vote on any members who wish to raise up to master status.  Our rules are set by a simple majority vote among the eleven masters, with our speaker carrying the weight of three votes.  He also usually gets extra perks here and there, but pays for it by having to deal with all the bull that comes along with the job, like talking to the lord protector and attending boring meetings."<br/><br/>He muttered loudly, "Probably why Torgar took a dangerous job out side of the walls last week in fact.  They wanted me to go talk to the trade union.  Me, HAH!  No thank you."<br/><br/>He rolled his eyes and continued, "There's always jobs being posted on our wall, you'll see it in the side room if you go back up there.  These jobs can be claimed by any of our members, most of which entail a need for someone with muscle, magic, or moxy.  Not all of em take you outside the city walls, but a fair amount do.  The posted pay rate for the job gets paid to the guild directly, and we keep 25%."<br/><br/>He held up one thick finger, "But, of that 25%, we only keep 20% for our-self.  The other 5% goes into the ledger for your credit.  Credit you can use with other guild merchants or services.  Things as simple as drinks and food at the tavern, or maybe renting a room, not that you'd need that.  Or buying healing potions from one of the alchemists that belongs to our guild.  Speaking of which, any merchant or service provider that is a member of our guild offers 10% discount to another guild member."<br/><br/>He rubbed his nose, "After a year, you owe a nominal due of five hundred gold, but if you've brought in five thousand gold in jobs to our coffers over the year, we waive that fee."<br/><br/>He grinned, "So yes, you can say that joining our guild and us waiving the original fee means we're willing to blow five hundred gold on you, because your reputation is quite sterling at the moment and we think that it would be a mutually beneficial agreement for both of us."