Besides a brief detour for food stalls for some, the 'Barbie' as the party calls her has remained the entire trip and journey to the city docile and unmoving. Not really respond to any regular stimuli. Not even a delicious smell of food reach her despite she has eaten only porridge the past few days (cause she has no teeth and barely swallows or drinks, it's messy exercise and need to stimulate her gag reflex to swallow).<br/><br/>(https://www.worldanvil.com/uploads/images/5e6a494d3772a2978d549f0ee31012cf.png)(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/010/835/539/large/orc-and-gnome-page01-02-full960.jpg?1526479602)<br/><br/>The guild is easy to find, the sign itself in blue and letters in gold, and the noise emitting from the building was enormous it was connected by a bridge to the inn where adventurers regularly rest at. Neither of these buildings was small in scale. As the party approaches, orc tosses a drunken human down to the street and shouts; "Go sober up Liam! Inn's over there, you can crawl there but don't come crawling back in! You have got enough drinks already and I keep your fucking wand confiscated until you sober up!"<br/><br/>Liam the drunk starts waving hands and chanting as green energy starts sparkling around his fingers; "Meewohtu nuuhra bellah..." The orc looks scared, but as Liam finishes the spell, there is a wild surge of raw magic and suddenly Liam turns into...a cock?! A chuckling cock drunkenly yells as it approaches the inn and the orc groans and decides to leave a possible drunken cock as someone else's problem.<br/><br/>As the party enters, there is clearly a bar/tavern here where adventurers are chatting, one table has a yelling goose that actually speaks in elvish panicked manner; "Turn me back now please, please pretty please *honk*!" Orc sighs and says; "Calm down, Liam's wild magic surges last only five minutes. If longer then we go to seek a cure." Orc sits on the table and nearby there was arm wrestling competition going on between a tiefling and... troll-looking thing? Near them a woman was feeding a strange-looking creature on her shoulder with ale in slow pour.<br/><br/>In this chaos, there in big letters was the 'info desk' in the back which was fairly less chaotic, and a quest board where quests were listed. Common with colorful people was that all wore some kind a metal tag on their necks, made from different materials. Mostly iron, and silver but one was golden in the crowd.