Haust was laughing as she gotten angry and then rather pleasant. He definitely was in the right place; a place full of many energetic Wizards. Haust was just holding himself back from the many challenges he could see. He had rather hope there was a heavy drinker in the guild, for he being a 'Pirate' caused his blood to boil when drinking games were called out. His smile never left his face, and when he saw the master he was sure he would be interested in him. He even wondered if anyone would recognize him just from the rumors about his piracy, as well as his feats as a young wizard. Once he saw the master, he walked up to him and gave him a small bow with an outstretched hand to shake his. Fildrek's eyes were locked onto the masters ignoring the commotion even though he wanted to be apart of it so rather greatly. With a cough to clear his throat, He would speak firmly over the ruckus to insure he was heard by the old man,

"My name is Haust Fildrek. I am a wizard from the east coast of Fiore. I was hoping I could join this guild if you would have me. I don't know if you have any interest in Dragon Slayers. But I can guarantee success in my missions for the guild." With a smile on his face that was calm and held back, Fildrek would be waiting for his answer rather patiently by the looks of the guild's young members.