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[h3]Harpy's Wing, Guildmasters Room
[color=gray]~Anwen Kendrick~[/color][/h3][/center]

It was a lovely day outside. Birds were singing, flowers blooming, and she could hear the hustle and bustle from the town even all the way out here on the lake. There was even a gentle breeze blowing, causing her hair to sway gently as she leaned out of a windowsill, resting her elbows on it. A small smile crept over the guild masters face as she took in the peaceful scene. She did hope her Harpies were out enjoying themselves. Just because it was a festival hosted by a rival guild didn't mean they couldn't. After all, it was a festival for everyone who lived in the town, and they'd be remiss to not take advantage of their hospitality.

She held out a hand as a bird landed on it, chirping loudly.

[color=gray]"I do hope my little Harpies make an effort not to get into trouble."[/color] Anwen said to the bird, who merely tilted its head quizzically, eliciting a laugh from the older woman. The chances of them actually instigating was very low, but she couldn't count on some of the more volatile members of Golems Hand to not start something. They had run ins in the past, and while she advocated that they should at least get along and not fight...well, things didn't always go as planned. Plus, she admittedly could be making a bit more of an effort to broker peace herself.

Whatever the case, this festival was certainly going to be interesting, what with the inauguration of their new guild master. Perhaps she should go see this for herself. It'd definitely be a good way to scope out the competition as they say, and she might even could get in a few words with him.

Especially if she could get him all to herself, hehe~

With the smile turning into a slight smirk, the bird perched on her finger flew off. For now, the Guildmaster of Harpy's wing remained in her nest. She'd make an appearance later.

[center][h3][color=a0410d][Chloe][/color][/h3][/center]

As per her usual routine, Chloe had woken up before dawn. First, she headed outside of the guild hall and did her usual morning running, followed by lifting some boulders outside of the town and some other basic workouts in her routine. Ended with a very pleasant and warm bath followed by a relatively large breakfast and drinking. All before ten in the morning. Needless to say, Chloe was a fairly active person who enjoyed physical activity, and being outside in general.

Needless to say, she was also greatly enjoying the festival.

[color=a0410d]"Hey hey, Haine!"[/color] Her voice carried quite well, and was likely heard above even the crowds of the festival. Not to mention, stand above most of them, sticking out like a sore thumb at six foot four, clad in armor. She had been following the older knight ever since that morning, also as part of her usual routine. The younger girl was pestering him for a usual, daily duel - without any sort of magic whatsoever or her using her hammer.

She still hadn't quite figured it out, but she still wasn't able to beat the older knight without using magic of some sort. Not that she particularly put much thought into it - Chloe didn't put much thought into most actions - she just found fighting him fun. Winning or Losing didn't matter all that much, besides, one of these days she'd win.

[color=a0410d]"Come ooon!~ Just once! Don't make me drag you to the training hall!~"[/color] The girl may have very well been physically capable of such a feat, too, considering her natural physical ability compared to most others. [color=a0410d]"Oh hey hey!"[/color] She suddenly interrupted herself, as though she had a brilliant idea. [color=a0410d]"We could even put on a show out here! It's a festival, after all so we should help with the entertainment~"[/color]

If Haine [i]didn't[/i] accept the challenge, chances were Chloe was just gonna pester him the rest of the day about it until he did.

[sub][@RabidAnubis][/sub]

[center][color=004b80][h3]~Ceri~[/h3][/color][/center]

Ceri was sitting at the top of the Guild, out on some tree branches overlooking the rest of the town. For a timid little girl like her, it must have been a surprise to most to realize she had almost zero fear of heights. In fact, she found high places to be quite calming. From up here, she could hear the entire town across the lake, filled with life from the festival. As peaceful as it was though, it was a little intimidating even thinking about going down there, especially since the members of Golem's Hand would be there. She was much more content to remain up on the tree branches and reading a nice, thick book.

She looked down at the ground below her as her legs dangled off the edge. A gentle, nice breeze was blowing causing some tassels on her robe to sway gently as she gazed at the town in the distance. Maybe it'd be fun, right? What's the worst that could happen? Aside from fights, running into a scary person, being eaten by some sort of wild animal that had sneaked into the festival, getting lost, someone seeing her face...She then reached up and grabbed her hood, pulling it over her face tightly.

Maybe sometimes, it was best not to think. There was no way she could go down there.

Not alone anyways, and she didn't really even know anyone in the guild all that well. Sure, most of them were nice but...she shook her head and released her hood, and picked up a book from the branch she was sitting on. She opened the book, and began to quietly read.