Finally Ansel could get to what he had come for. As Taunie quickly ushered him towards the bar in the back. There sat a man that could have been mistaken for a dwarf had they existed. A very small body, and quite a moustache as well. Plus his choice of clothes didn't help either. Taunie introduced him, and soon after was gone towards a different second of the bar. Which left Ansel in the awkward position of not having a clue about what to say. It was the small older man that spoke first though.

"As I suspected, ghosts don't exist." At least not in the supernatural sense. "What's your name, boy?" He continued, a slight, but friendly smile on his lips. "Huh? Oh, It's Ansel. Ansel Horazon. A dragon slayer." Luckily the other two dragon slayers were too loud themselves, and far away enough, to not hear what Ansel just said. "A dragon slayer huh? Our guild seems to be attracting them lately. But no matter. I'm Makarov, the guild leader of Fairy Tail. I've heard stories about you coming from the north-west. A wandering dragon slayer, looking for something as he goes." "What about it...?" Ansel asked, feeling a bit defensive about this old man knowing so much about him already. "I was just thinking-" Makarov answered. "-Is that being your life really okay? Sounds quite lonely to me." "Eh, I'm used to it." Ansel spoke with a shrug. "Then you won't even consider joining our guild? We welcome pretty much anyone with open arms. It would get you plenty of income. Plus the guild's resources in aiding what you're searching for. We even have living quarters that you can rent." Ansel sighed, moving his left arm up to rub the back of his neck. "Sounds pretty troublesome...plus it's like it's never quiet here." "Trust me, they grow on you." Makarov replied. Ansel then shrugged, figuring he wasn't going anywhere fast in the next day or two anyway. So he had a suggestion on what to do.

"Well, I haven't had a good night's rest in a while, so I could at least use a place to stay for two days..." Makarov grinned. It was a start at least. He himself had planned to offer the boy a place to stay for a week, and see what the guild was like. But he wasn't going to force Ansel either. "I can allow you to stay for free for at most a week. Though you're welcome to leave whenever you want of course. And if you do want to join the guild you can come back any time." "Heh, thanks old man. I guess I owe you one." Ansel replied with a grin. "Now and eat. You look like you're hungry." The guild master finished, grinning widely and already thinking of how to get the dragon slayer to join their guild. The more strong members they had, the more famous their guild would become after all. Plus, even if he didn't say so, the boy looked like he could use a place to call home again.

Ansel joined up with Taunie again, sighing in slight annoyance and confusion. "Even your guild master's trying to convince me to join the guild. What's up with that? What's so important about me joining your guild?" He asked, wondering if Taunie could give him any insight. At the same time his eyes scanned over the menu hanging from the wall behind the bar before lingering on on Taunie was eating. "I'll have what she's having." He spoke plainly, not having been taught much in terms of manners. The white-haired woman behind the bar didn't seem to mind though, and replied with a "Coming right up~" before heading through the door leading to the kitchen to inform the cook.