Guy sat down in the house, feeling awkward in a woman's house alone. He really just wanted to fight the clown, he had been at a loss when his last job ended up being a quack who barely knew any magic.

MEAN WHILE

Red and his young companion trudged through the forest, one skipped the other a steady march, one sang the other hummed a hymn, they were an odd grouping but a family. They spotted another guild member fighting a hide behind, an old lumberman's myth that happened to be true, the fact they were in the forest made him draw closer to his young assistant closer and a worry deep in his mind. He could not burn what he could not see, but he knew the forest was care free enough.