The day went as per usual for the Guild, till a few adventurers got inside. The other adventurers took their gaze upon an elder elf, a body as flat as a chest plate with ears longer than any elf. She went to the Receptionist to make a demand:

Elf: Excuse me, do you know "Orcbolg"?

Receptionist: "Orc"? You mean "Oak?

Elf: No, Orcbolg! An adventurer!

Receptionist: Sorry madam, but we have no one here called "Orcbolg".

Then another figure, smaller than the Elf but stubbier and looked like he is older, stepped in; a Dwarf:

Dwarf: Sorry there dear, but I remembered that adventurer's name is "Beard-cutter"

The Receptionist too said that weren't any with either of those names. Then the Elf and the Dwarf quarrel with each other's races, saying all sorts of racist comments you he other. That is when a figure with the head of a dragon, tail of one and it's 6 foot in height, step in and said to his comrades, "If you two would please quarrel elsewhere to spare us the trouble, that would be nice." He then apologies the Receptionist about his comrades. That's when he said to what they were looking for:

Lizardman: The person we seek is known by the name of "Orcbolg" and "Beard-cutter". Though the human tongue isn't my strong suit, I believe the person we're looking for is by the name of "Goblin Slayer".

Right on cue, the Goblin Slayer came back to the guild along with her friends. Most eyes are upon them, mostly the mysterious man in a suit that went to the Blacksmith to check on something. The quest they take is successful and the reward was split into 3: one for the Slayer, the other is the Priestess and last is for Firebreak.

Firebreak have a checked on the Blacksmith for his progress and is impressed. A full bag of ammunition, just what he wanted. The Blacksmith told him about the struggle he took to get it right, which is shown by the burn marks on his moustache and beard. He gave the price, Firebreak payed. He took the bag and head back to the group.

He saw the Priestess talking to the Mage. He got a few words from them that said, "Your friend has asked a strange request from me." Immediately he knows who she is referring to. Afterwards he went up to see where are the others, after the Receptionist told him off.

He make a quick listen inside the room:

Elf: I don't see why she is silver rank, her armor isn't that of quality.

Dwarf: Long-ears before you start bantering, take a closer look. The leather she wore give some mobility, her sword and shield, though small, is useful in tight spaces.

Without warning, Firebreak enters the room, thinking this is some sort of trouble.

Firebreak: Is there seems to be a problem?

Slayer: No.

Elf: Aah!! How long you've been listening for?

Firebreak: Couple of seconds.

Slayer: you need to see me?

Firebreak: Just checking, you wouldn't mind if I sit on the couch, would you?

Slayer: I don't mind.

Firebreak then sits next to Slayer which made her rather uncomfortable though he is new to this and she is new to him.

Firebreak: Please, continue.

Slayer: Okay, what do want from me?

Lizardman: We seek your aid, Milord Goblin Slayer.

Slayer: On what?

Dwarf: After the demon lord has risen, so to his army. We need your assistance for...

Slayer: Not interested.

Elf: Are you kidding me?! The demon lord's army is as dangerous as they can be!

Slayer: The goblins are a bigger threat.

Elf: Urgghh!!

Dwarf: Calm down Long-ears, we need her aid in this adventure.

Firebreak: Whatever is you seek, do come with a proper sentiment alright.

Lizardman: As my companion has stated, after the demon lord's army had risen, the Goblin activity became unusually high. They are now held up in a stronghold a day's walk from here.

Slayer: How many? Do they have a Shaman or hob? How large is the nest?

Elf: What is it with this girl?

Firebreak: You need to be a maniac to know her mind set.

Elf: That if it were to be you.

Firebreak: Perhaps. Do you at least have a map?

Lizardman: *takes map out of his pocket* here *gives to Slayer*.

The Slayer takes a good look on the map then heads out with Firebreak.

They both went to the Receptionist and told her about the quest. Before they could leave, however, the Priestess came before them. She wanted to follow them, but Slayer suggested her to rest as the quest they're undertaking is quite long. She then stated outright she will follow them. That is continued by the Dwarf, Lizardman and Elf that will accompany them in the quest.

Timeskip..... During dusk hours

After a long walk, they settled down and enjoy the night sky as well as the food and chatter:

Priestess: The sky is nice tonight.

Elf: I agree.

Priestess: I was wondering though, why did all of you wanted to become an Adventurer?

Dwarf: Well for the exquisite cuisine of course.

Lizardman: Would you like to try this? *Holds out a stick of meat*

Dwarf: Gladly *takes the stick of meat*

Elf: Well my reason is so I can see the world and.....

Dwarf: mmm, this is delicious!

Elf: would you please keep quiet, I'm trying to talk here?!

Dwarf: What sort of meat is this?

Lizardman: that meat is from a swamp creature.

Elf: Eww

Priestess: there's some soup if you want.

Elf: Why thank you.

Lizardman: I became an adventurer to root out heresy so that I may become a Dragon. That is my reason to choose this path.

Priestess: Okay.

Everyone turned their heads towards the masked duos (Slayer and Firebreak).

Slayer: Goblins

Elf: Yeah, figured you'd say that. How about you hothead?

Firebreak: Kill. Maim. Destroy. And will do if I can use fire of course.

Elf: Which explains why you're called Firebreak, huh.

Firebreak: Correct.

Priestess: Which reminds me, why do you always wear a mask, Firebreak?

Firebreak: This mask hides many emotions that relate to my personality..... And problem. So many trauma that you want to cut yourself from the world and be reborn anew. To you and the enemies I'm just an insane man with no morals, but deep down I'm still human and will protect them if necessary.

Slayer: I see.

Priestess: Well, I feel sorry for you Firebreak. Do you have a sibling?

Firebreak: Once.

Priestess: Oh.

Elf: That stew is great. Let me offer you something, Priestess.

She takes something from her travel bag and open a small package.

Elf: Elven rations. We're not suppose to share, but this is special and I want you to try it.

Priestess: *takes one bread and bite on it* it's amazing!

Elf: I'm glad you like it.

Dwarf: Well, it looks like it's my turn to offer something. *Takes a large jug from his back* Dwarfen Fire Wine.

Priestess: I don't think I'm okay to drink it.

Dwarf: Very well then. Come on Long-ears in your 2000 years of life, you should be able to drink wine, or your a little wimpy?

Elf: Ugh, I'll show you Dwarf who's the Wimp! *Takes a drink from the jug, then coughs*

Firebreak: I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Priestess: Would water help?

Dwarf: Ha ha. Come on Firebreak, give it a swig.

Firebreak: *Takes a cup from the jug and drink it* Not bad.

Dwarf: Not too bad to yourself. How about you Beard-cutter?

Slayer: *Takes a cup from the jug and drink it*

Dwarf: That's good.

A few minutes past and Elf, now being drunked, shoves Slayer's and Firebreak's helmet:

Elf (Drunk): Mmmm, Why you 2 have to have wear helmets all the time?!

Slayer/Firebreak: So I won't be knocked unconscious in an event of an ambush...

Firebreak: And in case of a fire hazard, at least I can breath through the fumes.

Dwarf: Oh, she's going to feel that in the morning.

Elf (Drunk): Ehhh, it's your turn to offer us something.

Then Slayer did offer them with one of her own: Cheese.

Slayer: Will this do?

Lizardman: What is this?

Slayer: Cheese. Made from fermented cow milk

Dwarf: Scaly, you don't know what cheese is?

Lizardman: My people only hunted animals so products like this are rare in our culture.

Elf (Drunk): Gimmie, I cut it.

The others got a piece of the cheese that The Slayer brought. Lizardman melted his and has a bite. This soon make him full of energy as he yelled out, "Aaghh, NECTAR!!! THIS IS SURELY THE NECTAR OF THE GODS!" Everyone else gave some complements on the cheese.

The drunken Elf went behind and reached for a cylinder, strapped onto Firebreak's back. He notices this and caught her hand, then warns her of the dangers of his Reactor Core, "Do not mess with that. If the core is open, most definitely everyone here would be dead, that includes you. It can disrupt your cells and melts them till your dead. However, I found out that the girl's Protection can shield you from the harmful radiation it produced." Soon afterwards, the Elf had an outburst saying that, "it's Orcbolg not Beard-cutter". That soon turn into a whole argument for a while.

After that shenanigan, Lizardman have a question:

Lizardman: May I ask, does everyone know where goblins do come from?

Priestess: Some say that if you acted out of jealously or did something bad, then you'll produce a goblin.

Elf: what does that mean?

Priestess: it's just a say to make children obey.

Dwarf: A-and that mean if we left Long-ears to her own devices, we would be crawling with them.

Elf: Just you wait Dwarf as for I'm good with a bow!

Dwarf: Oh my, how frightening, I'm scared.

Lizardman: I believed that the Goblins came from an underground kingdom below the surface.

Slayer: I...

Everyone turned to look at her.

Slayer: I heard they came from the moon.

Lizardman: the moon? You mean the 2 that is floating above us now

Slayer: Yes. The green one is their home planet, a desolate place with no water, life nor plants only goblins and rock. They envy us and decided to invade. That's why, if you ever do something bad then your a goblin.

Elf: Does that mean the shooting stars are goblins?

Firebreak: If they are, they should at least survive: the vacuum of space, which would literally take all the air out of you, being burnt to get to Earth and not to mention the impact. Yet here, they died by a simple slit or a roast.

Priestess: Who told you that?

Slayer: My older sister.

Priestess: You have an older sister?

Slayer: Had. I had an older sister.

Priestess: Oh.

Afterwards, Firebreak and Slayer felt sleepy and decided to sleep, with Slayer having her head rest against the pyromaniac's shoulder.

Dwarf: Well, it looks like the affects have finally kicked in.

Priestess: Awe, they looked like a couple together.

Lizardman: While I do agree, I also agree the fact that we should all rest. We'll take turns for watching over us.

After he said that, the Priestess put a large blanked on the 2, smiling. She does love when people are asleep as this is a time of peace and quiet - that's if you are okay with someone breathing through a gas mask while sleeping or snoring.