I was working diligently away at my task, ignoring all who passed by me at a distance, while a distinct symbol hovered over my head. Three would be ranger class munchkin adventures came up to me clutching their bags of holding, out of which stuck various maps and furry companions that they had acquired at the shops that dotted the street. In the background hovered the magic lake, filled with symbols of power where ancient spirits once battled. The three adventurers said nary a word but stared at me with expectant and nervous smiles until I stood up and granted them a quest.
Apparently I am an NPC when in uniform.