He waited, knowing that that phrase meant he had something important, and the guildmaster wouldn't take too long to fit him in. He nodded to the guildmaster, and sat down, waiting a moment to ensure no one was listening before speaking plainly. "I am tired of this, sir. And I want out. Not of the guild, but as the guild killer. I know that no one here will believe that I am getting out, thinking it is a quality check, so I want to head to Tyganipstead, and set up a guild satellite there, with your permission. We don't have any interests there that I know of, but it sits firmly on a major trade route, and we need a guild outpost there at least."