Well Trip
Not quite sure about the procedure, but someone has to go first ... so I will give it the first stab ... so to speak
Gunther had gathered his belongings and staked out a position in the furthest corner of the room where he could quietly pray and observe the assorted cast of characters who were assembling to hear the offer of adventure from the merchant Balarok Hallfar.
Gunther studied each adventurer, mentally taking notes of his observations that would possibly make the difference between life or death once the party had embarked upon their quest.
The Paladin listened intently as Balarok Hallfar made his plea, which was worded more as a declaration to those assembled.
Gunther took note of the seasoned veterans who scowled at the prospect of receiving a mere 50 gold as payment for their services, but the Paladin was unmoved in his resolve to become a member of the party being assembled to investigate the strange happenings in Orlane.
The young Paladin whispered another prayer to his God while the merchant Balarok Hallfar continued describing the situation, climaxed by the declaration of a half payment in gold before the adventurers departed at first light on the morrow with the promise of the balance payment being made upon completion of the quest.
Gunther tucked his bag of newly bought figs inside his tunic and selected his blow gun and a few darts as he rose to walk across the room to the podium to declare his registration.
Halfway across the room the young Paladin paused, leveling his gaze at the remaining adventurers in the room, raised his blow gun to his lips momentarily, then pointed his blow gun towards his belongings in the far corner of the room, sending the message to any thieves in the group that it was much healthier to forage for unattended items elsewhere.
Gunther strode to the podium and in a soft spoken voice meant only for the merchant Balarok Hallfar to hear, declared his intention to join the party that was assembling for the adventure to Orlane.
Upon being handed his 25 gold, the young Paladin selected 5 Gold and instructed the merchant to forward the tithe to a local priest of God.
The merchant protested that the 5 gold was twice the tithe necessary, but Gunther stared him in the eyes and cooly stated that the payment was 50 gold and that Gunther is a Man of Faith who expects to return for the balance of the payment, plus whatever treasure he is able to carry.
Besides, as a Man of Faith, the young Paladin had long ago learned the importance of paying his tithes in advance as a faith tithe for protection against the unseen forces of evil that were sure to be assembled against the gathering party of adventurers, plus to receive the fullness of the blessings of his God during the course of the adventure as he expected by faith to be rewarded with untold treasures for his obedience to his God in the matter of tithing.
As Gunther made his way back across the room to his belongings, he noticed an Elven Ranger [Kyuss Crimsonmoon] and he instinctively withdrew his bag of figs from his tunic and offered the Elf a taste while speaking a few words in an Elvish tongue, then nodded and proceeded to his seat in the far corner of the room.
A few steps further the young Paladin noticed a Dwarf Fighter [Doogan Ironfist] and extended the bag of figs as he gazed intently at the Dwarf Fighter, then with a nod Gunther made his way back to his seat without any further interaction of offering any figs to any other adventurer.
Gunther sat down and put his blow gun in its place as the young Paladin observed who would remain in the room to answer the call to adventure and possibly formulate a plan together before the adventurers retired for the night.
As Gunther surveyed the room once more he noticed the Dwarf Fighter [Doogan Ironfist] eyeing him with a suspicious gaze, but the young Paladin merely raised his Battle Axe with his left hand towards Doogan Ironfist as a sign of respect and nodded to the Dwarf Fighter once again before turning his attention to other matters at hand.