I approached the board, and three different muscular arms suddenly blocked my path. After a couple false starts where all three owners of said arms spoke at once, the closest to me ended up becoming spokesman.
"Beginner's Cup is over by the bathroom, Newbie."
I shrugged.
"I know, but I want to put my name down for the Open Challenge, it's open to all members of the Hunter's Guild, isn't it?"
There was much laughing, and then they let me put my name down.
Proof of kill being a pelt was changed after they found out I had a farm.
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