The rest of the merchants listen to you with a mix of intense boredom and more boredom with a additional flavor of boredom. Only the fluffy puppy is happy to be here, all rubbing up against her mistress and yipping out for more pets. You finish your speech to a utterly silent room, until you have the common decency to sit down and let the meeting continue onward. At which point one of the most evil creatures in all the lands, a accountant, walks up and proceeds to drop a stack of paperwork in front of you and a pen. She sniffs at you to proceed with it while leering over you, as from what you can tell it is the paperwork needed to get admitted into the Guild. All the while the rest of the meeting goes forward into the grievance section, with various merchants making their complaints loud and very clearly.<br/><br/>Just endless amounts of complaining and accusations and finger pointing and threats and attempts to bribe between the merchants, as you look over the paperwork and see it will cost 5,000 gp to register into the guild, with a 1,000gp per week administration cost. In exchange for being a part of this lovely guild, you get an amazing 25% off in all stores protected by the guild (Which also applies to you), funding the very highly motivated guards that look over the merchant square to keep out your sort of characters by setting them on fire with their glares, a healthy amount of advertisement via human slavegirls being shackled at street corners and being used, for free, to get the crowds in, a once a week raffle, subsidized healthcare, and insurance in case of theft, explosions, dragons, zombies, rioting, insurrections, and monkeys (nothing about demons, however)....