What quota?

"With this out of the way, I guess I could go and submit my quotas," I muttered to myself as I walked out of the auction house. 

I would get the meeting that I wanted. 

Obviously, today wasn't an option. No matter how much money I would throw at them, no respectable formation master would accept a meeting at such short notice. 

'The guy back there said he would surely get it for tomorrow...' I thought, only to shake my head. 'I guess all I can do is wait, but for now...' 

I looked down at my hand. 

Before moving out of the auction house, I made sure to bring out the sack with my haul out of my storage ring. 

I wasn't all that comfortable with walking around the city with nearly a thousand gold coins worth in stones dangling by my belt. Still, as I directed my steps to the logistic office, it was the only thing that I could do.