Adventuring in Werlyth

A small rotund man sits behind a desk overflowing with papers, books and unrecognisable paraphernalia. He looks up as you enter and carelessly waves you to the only other chair in the office.

Here, far from the bustle of the front of the Guild Hall, you wait patiently as he finishes writing some letter in a language you cannot recognise.

"So ... ready to become an adventurer ehh?" He looks you up and down before giving an audible HMPH.

"Well, I hope you're ready for danger, riches and more danger, because we've got it all in spades!" He seems to stare at you expecting some reaction or other.

"Right, well I assume you've read all the rules and taken the initial oath taking, otherwise you wouldn't be here."

"Here, give me your arms" as the man reaches over the desk and clamps two thick metal bracelets over your wrists. There is a short searing pain before the bracelets unclamp themselves and fall to the disk

There on your wrists are quickly fading triangles.

"Very good, fine, now get out there and start taking jobs, time is money kid and there's always more work to be done"