After a fairly short waiting period, a party of three walked into the Guild.
"Ah," a reasonably large man with chestnut brown hair and a bushy beard said upon looking around, "One of you must be Billie,'' as he approached, his two party members followed after him; one was a skinny blond man who wore an outfit Matching the Larger man: a plain green long-sleeved shirt with Brown gloves, and chest leather armor that also had pointed shoulder pads, and plain brown pants with a belt and dark black worn looking boots.
Outside of their body sizes the only visible distinction in how they presented themselves was in their weaponry. The larger man was equipped with only a wooden staff, while the slimmer one had a bow with a fully stocked quiver and a knife holstered around his waist.
The Third member of their party was an irritable-looking Woman with Black hair who was the same height Bree was usually, unlike her two matching companions she was wearing a set of Heafty looking Armor. Her shoulder pads had three outward-pointing segments, every piece of the armor was set with a decorative gold trim with a lion's head on the chest piece. She had what looked to be a large bladeless hit connected to her Armor where a sheated sword would usually be.
"Greetings," The Large man said in a merry tone. "I am Gunter; these are my companions Vernin and Abigail, or Vern and Gale if you prefer,"
"Greetings, I am Billie, and this is my companion, Zoey," Billie offered her free hand, and they shook.
"I can't help but notice your staff," Gunter noted with interest.
"Probably spent all of the money daddy gave her on it," Vern chuckled, "Maybe you should have bought some nicer clothes first," Zoey stood up, and Bree shot her a look.
"If you must know, I've had this staff for several years,"
"Yeah, whatever," Gale said blowing right past whatever Vern had been about to snap back with, "Can we just get moving?"
"I do apologize," Gunter said to Billie, sounding sincere, much to Billie's surprise, "Me and my two companions have been having problems with the locals due to…differing opinions, and they are in quite the foul mood about it, Vern even had his-"
"Yeah, differing opinions.' Sure," Gale cut Gunter off and pointed to the door. Let's go with that. Now, can we leave this country and never come back?" Vern muttered something about eventually having to come back but was, for the most part, ignored.
"No apologies necessary," Billie could understand wanting to leave; she'd only been in the city for maybe twenty minutes and was set never to return, "I assume you know what I have asked?"
"Yes, ma'am, I do," Gunter replied as he hit his chest. "we are taking you to Greenwater, and then to the great mountainous Capital of Ozama,"
"Wonderful," Billie smiled, her glamor face looking exhausted even while happy, "Well then, we're ready to go whenever you are," Billie fully expected them to guide her right to the nearest exit but instead they had to take a short stop to restock.
Vern and Gale took great care to stock up, while Gunter seemed confident he already had his supplies prepped and ready.
"Fully stocked," Gale sang out as she rushed down the road, "'Last one out of Irenfell is Disappointed," with Gales decree Bille, Zoey, and their Three Adventurers set off down the road to Greenwater and eventually Ozama.