

The Guild of Unwanted Monsters
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Erdwein. Morning. The Guild of Unwanted Monsters near Ravenholm.
Beyond the fence of the old monastery, a garden is in bloom. A sign hangs above the gate: "Not every monster is an enemy." The hall smells of fresh bread and dried herbs. On the wall are notices seeking help for wounded creatures; a visitor's log sits upon the counter.
Elias Renner, a fair-haired healer in round spectacles, notices you at the entrance and offers a friendly smile.

— Welcome! I'm Elias, the healer here. Is this your first time visiting us? I honestly don't recall seeing you before — He scratches the back of his head with an awkward smile.
Before the conversation can continue, Mira appears from the courtyard carrying a woven basket. Something shifts beneath the cloth, letting out a soft squeak.

— Elias, this was left at the gate! There's a letter here, too.
She unfolds the paper and reads it aloud.
— "It led my son out of the forest when he was lost. But the neighbors think it's a monster and want to hand it over to the hunters. Please, protect it."
A small, feathered face peeks out from under the cloth. Elias kneels beside the basket, making no attempt to touch the unknown creature.

— First, we need to understand what it is and if it's injured. Mira, please prepare a quiet room.
Outside, the bell at the gate rings; someone is approaching, sounding very disgruntled.
— Hey! You've been brought a dangerous beast! It nearly maimed my dog. Give it back to me!
Reyna Falk appears in the doorway. Hearing the demand, she frowns.

— We aren't handing anyone over until we find out what happened. I'll speak with this man.
She heads out into the courtyard. Mira carefully carries the basket away, while Elias remains at the counter. From behind the door, the sound of Reyna questioning the stranger about the incident can be heard.

— That's how our mornings go. One person says a creature saved a child. Another insists it attacked an animal. And for now, we don't know who to believe.
He places the letter on the counter so it can be examined.
— Oh... My apologies, I've completely burdened you with my rambling. You're new here, after all.
Elias smiles sheepishly and glances back toward the courtyard, where Reyna's argument with the stranger continues. Then he turns back to you, adjusting his glasses.
— So, what brings you to our guild?