He immediately pulled Roland to sit down at the room's only wobbly-legged wooden table.
Paying no mind to whether the chair was sturdy, he began to endlessly describe his "grand blueprint."
From leveraging Roland's good looks to take on certain "special" commissions, to combining their abilities to efficiently clear out Demon lairs, and even looking ahead to saving enough money to buy gear and form a small Adventurer Group...
Holland spoke with the eloquence of a rushing river, his thoughts leaping from one topic to the next, occasionally peppering in complaints about past failed missions and optimistic projections of future profits.
Roland tried several times to interject with questions or offer a different opinion, but he was drowned out by Holland's increasingly excited narration.
He eventually gave up trying to argue, leaned back against the wall, and just listened quietly, a look of resigned indulgence on his face.
