The door of the guild opened and a hooded figure walked in slowly towards the bar. The hood shrouded half of his face, making it hard to tell who it was though very few people should recognize the green attire and the overly long sword he carries around on his waist. The figure sat down on a bar stool and coughed slightly, small puffs of ash came out of his mouth. [color=00746b]"Dammit, it got stuck in my throat."[/color] Oh the occasional troubles of having magic that involves consuming ash. His cold eyes darted towards Jarvis and he tapped the counter. [color=00746b]"Yo Jarvis, some mead and steak would be good right now." [/color] 

The figure pulled his hood back to reveal that it was Nolan. He'd been gone for so long since the first day he arrived in Phoenix Wing due to a mission that brought him all the way up to the north.[color=00746b] "It looks like a lot has happened since I've been gone..."[/color] Nolan muttered to himself.

Wait a minute....where the hell was Jarvis? Who the hell was he even talking too? There was no one there. "..." Nolan blushed in embarrassment as he realized that he was talking to empty space.