[center][h2][color=greenyellow]Mary Boyce[/color][/h2][/center]

On bright, sunny days like this it was never a challenge to find Mary. The green-haired woman would be outside, wandering around the town or tending to her garden at the local orphanage. Even on the days she took jobs there was a good chance that one could find her enjoying the sunshine, given that her jobs are usually wrapped up very quickly and she travels fast. But today it was even easier to find the Flower Queen for it was a day of festivities. It was only natural that a mage of Golem's Hand would be enjoying their dedicated day of celebration. It was an anniversary, after all, and Mary was one of the mages that had joined the guild when it was in its early days.

She had built her own booth near the town square. Calling it a "booth" is a bit of a stretch, as she magically created a hedge with flowers on it and then sat down behind it on a floating leaf. Either way it fit her objective: giving away free flowers. Behind, next to, and on top of her stand were many bright and vibrant flowers of many varieties. Some were in pots, others in bouquets, but every one of them was perfectly healthy and vivid with color. She probably could sell them for a hefty price but the idea never occurred to Mary. She did this for fun, not for profit. It would be a crime, in her eyes, to put a pricetag on such beautiful sights to behold as these flowers. And while one would assume that she had simply created them with her magic they would be quite wrong. Despite having the capability to do so, Mary had always enjoyed tending to plants. She grew all these flowers on her own time for the express purpose of giving them away today.

While she enjoyed seeing the looks on people's face as they gazed in wonder at the flowers she had grown, she was also hiding her energetic giddiness behind her calm and friendly smile. It wasn't [i]just[/i] Golem's Hand's anniversary but it was also a good opportunity to fight with Harpy's Wing mages. Mary wasn't vindictive or hateful toward the other guild but she always enjoyed a good brawl. She had fought with her fellow Golems many times and she can fight them whenever she pleases with little to no consequence. Harpies, on the other hand, aren't as easy-access for combat. But of the five previous anniversary festivals every single one of them saw a fight break out between Harpies and Golems. Mary wasn't a part of all of them but she's always known that today was one of the rare chances to tumble with the opposing guild and be largely immune to any consequences for it. Everyone is usually so light-hearted and friendly during this day that the fights had always seemed as something playful, not something horrible.

So as she did her self-appointed duty as a flower maiden, Mary kept her impatience hidden. [color=yellowgreen][i]I've been out here for three hours now and no Harpies have shown up yet,[/i][/color] she thought to herself as she rested her head in her palm with her elbow on the booth. [color=yellowgreen][i]Normally there's been one or two that I'd see by now. If less of them are coming to the festival then I have a smaller chance at goading one of them to fight me. Have we done anything to offend them lately? I don't think we have.[/i][/color] With a sigh she let herself glance towards the giant tree at the center of the lake. The home of Harpy's Wing. It was a beautiful tree, but Mary could never get over how insolent someone would have to be to defile such a majestic and ancient thing to build a guild hall inside it. If she had her way that tree would've been preserved as a national landmark, a tribute to the power of plantlife. If there was any gripe Mary had with Harpy's Wing on a personal level, their guildhall would be it. She looked away before she could get angry, as she knew she surely would be if she continued to think about it, and brought her attention back to scanning the passerby and seeing how many of her flowers she could hand out.