"That's probably something we should be looking into, but I'm specifically here after a merchant by the name of Joe. He has interesting weapons I have become interested in." Zach's eyes scan the large weapon the lizardman holds, and a wicked smile lights up his face. "Though perhaps something less impressively sized than yours, haha. I don't know that I could use such a weapon." He had made many a companion among the swordsmen, samurai, and mercenaries in the old city by talking swords. Presumably discussing favored weapons would get him as far here, though he was starting to worry about the size-issue. Guns had been hulking, ugly things in his world, but these seemed intentionally massive. "I'm Zachary Magen, Ronin, and Founder of the guild that brought down the wizards, though I'm still not sure if we should be using that as a selling point."