C-Could it be? The esteemed warrior
himself!?
Well met, sir, well met! You are a very hard man to track down, by all accounts, yet here you are, in the flesh. How very blessed I am to make your acquaintance.
I am Halldor of Clan Nutsy. Perhaps you have heard of us? We have certainly heard of you, I can tell you that! A fighter, through and through.
I'll come right to it─interested in joining the clan?
Apologies, apologies. Only a fool would sign up without knowing what we're about─and you're no fool, I can see that.
The clan is a, how shall I put it...an association of adventurous souls who make a living hunting certain notable fiends. Marks, as we are wont to call them. Surely you're familiar with the concept?
Norvrandt is home to myriad living creatures, many of which pose a threat to her good people. Thus did the Exarch─at least I think it was him?─in his boundless wisdom, call upon the Settlement council to develop a framework that would “encourage” motivated hunters to dispatch these menaces.
To wit, ye brave souls who slay marks shall receive due compensation. Not at all a bad arrangement, eh?
If you've a mind to reap the benefits, speak with Xylle over there. She'll record your name in the ledger and see you registered as a clan member.
Go and talk to Xylle to sign up! Don't let her charming demeanor fool you─she's a lovely person. If she likes you.