Unhappy Customer [Open]

He'd only meant to be polite, but there was something intense about the young woman who snarked at him (at least it might have been a snark, he wasn't actually sure), and Ronin cleared his throat and shrugged simply to give himself something to do. It wasn't his place to decide who did and didn't need help, and if she was happy to right herself without his aid, he'd happily let her do so. He was about to wish her a good evening and move away to the bar when she did a complete turn around on him, the guildmaster halting and arching an eyebrow down at her. Clearing his throat, he offered her a quick nod. "My name is Ronin Taliesin," he introduced himself. "I'm a former soldier, but these days I run the Bounty Hunters Guild in the settlement. Though I suppose it's more of a monster hunting guild..." Maybe he ought to think about changing the name of it one of these days. "I don't know about important but I'm doing my best to make this place safer." He smiled. "And you?" TALIESIN SO LOOK, AND CONNECT WE'RE REFUSING TO RUST HEALING HAS TO BEGIN IN THE PAST