"If you need help choosing or help with a job I'd be more than happy to help you Calliope. Or you can go with me on one, I'll split the reward even with you,” came a voice from beside her and the girl looked up to see Alban peering down at her. [i]‘Geez, he’s tall,’[/i] Calliope thought, giving him a smile. Alban had a reputation around the guild as being the resident lady killer, along with Nathan, but neither one of them had ever over stepped themselves around her, so the astral mage was beginning to worder if there was any truth to the rumors.

“Yeah, okay. That sounds like a plan,” Calliope decided, rocking up on her tip toes to give him a friendly punch in the bicep. “I’m just getting a hold of my caster magic, but I’m pretty handy with Dawnstar," she told him, gesturing over her shoulder with her chin where her sword was strapped to her back.

The Dude himself chose that moment to wander over, nodding his head and smiling at her. [i]’He’s tall too. Is there a height requirement for guys to join the guild?’[/i] she wondered, nodding back to the necromancer. "Heya, kid. Good to see ya making' progress. Lemme know if ya need any help. Ain't any other undead jobs on the board, so I'm free for a while." The bald man then turned and flipped his eye patch up to taunt Barnaby, who seemed to be staring at him from a table nearby. Calliope couldn’t help it, she burst out laughing.

“The look on your face!” the girl cackled, doubling over and clutching at her midsection as Barnaby turned an alarming shade of crimson in embarrassment. Once Calliope managed to stop her giggle fit, she straightened back up and addressed Dude’s earlier question. “I think me and Alban were gonna try one together. Did you want to come with us?” she asked, cocking her head to the side. 

Nathan brushed by them, murmuring to himself before plucking a flyer from the board and making his way back towards the door. “Good luck!” she called after him, before turning her attention back to the other two mages at the mission board.