I came to Sanctuary to fix what the old man royally f*@&#* up. Figured it’d be a good place to get my foot in the door, get a start on this whole adventuring thing. Gotta say, it’s been going pretty well so far. Been earning lots more than the streets could ever get me. Been picking up fast on new skills, too. Only a few weeks and I’ve already got some solid contacts underground. I could hardly have asked for a better start.
And now they want me to be a guild director? Oh, this is just too much.
We’re setting up, renovating the whole place, drawing up new floor plans and everything. I’m a part of it, sure, but that wizard Mystoc is the one doing most of the work. He’s the one busting out over mounds of paperwork and red tape. Meanwhile, little ol’ Oslo here, I get to kick back on the wings of an angel, let the project figure itself out, and every once in a while I gotta help make something happen.
And in exchange, I get to be a “guild director.” Whatever that means. Way I see it, I get a fancy new title and access to guild coffers. It’s like they’re not even trying. Best part is, I get to drop them off with the name Faraway as a sock to the old man. That way I don’t have to soil my good rep as Liftcoin. Basically, I’ve been in this place about three, four weeks and I already have contacts, I’ve already made more gold than the old man could dream about, AND I’ve already got a double rep; one as a guild leader and the other as a class A thief. At least, I will after my big heist – still working on that.
But basically, things are looking up for ol’ Oslo Liftcoin. Makes me wonder what was supposed to be so hard about this adventuring game. I already knew the old man couldn’t handle it, I’ve been told that from birth. But really? He couldn’t handle this? Oh man, this is just too much. I can just imagine the look on his face.
Best part is – it only goes up from here.