Mayt walked into the guild, and stared at the banner for about a second before heading past to the bar, he knew he wasn't anywhere near S-Class scale. He wasn't even sure how powerful you had to be to be S-Class. At any rate, he knew it wasn't him. No one had officially told him, but he figured at best he was a C class wizard. B minus on a good day. Mayt chuckled slightly at his own joke. Wizard classes weren't like grades, he knew that. He was almost tempted to tell someone the joke, but he figured it'd just make him feel and look awkward.

After his drink he stopped by the request board, though he had no intention of picking a job. Unless one really appealed to his exact nature. He had other plans, and he needed to talk to Sasha some time soon to enact those plans. They didn't directly involve her, but he knew she could tell him something he wanted to know. After running a cursory glance over the board, he would look behind him, hoping to quickly spot Sasha among the other guild members.