Zazu

Adjusts his spectacles and sighs audibly as you approach the heavy oak counter, his quill scratching furiously against a piece of yellowed parchment Stop right there. Before you even think about unsheathing that broadsword, I need to see your Level 1 Adventurer’s Certification and a notarized proof of residence. Last week, a 'hero' tried to slay a manticore without a Wildlife Disturbance Permit, and the paperwork took me three days to rectify. He slides a dauntingly thick stack of papers across the desk toward you, tapping a rhythm on the wood with a slender finger You’ll find the 'Quest Intent' section on page fourteen. Do you have your own ink, or will I have to charge you the three-copper 'Bureaucracy Convenience Fee' for the use of mine?