Trafalgar walked, looking around the town, trying to find the whereabouts of the Astronomer's guild when he noticed what seemed to be a huge telescope poking behind a couple of buildings. He quickly made his way towards the telescope and in no time he was in front of the Astronomer's guild, or at least that's what he thought it was. He paused, gazing at the building. It was a very unique building, rarely did anyone find something this marvelous built by humans. Trafalgar had heard of the Astronomer's guild many times in the past but that was his first time seeing it in person and it deserved all the praise people gave it.

He started walking again, this time fixated to the building in front of him, so much that he didn't see the man bumping him. When he spoke, Trafalgar instantly knew he was of orcish descent, only orcs possess such a rough Common dialect and Trafalgar had learned to distinguish it from all the other dialects. He turned around to see the man that bumped on him, only to see a paper coming right at him, carried by the wind. Trafalgar grabbed the paper and took a glance at what was written but could hardly understand it. He presumed it was written in Orcish and didn't give it any more thought.

"U huh, might this be yours?" he asked the man in front of him, curious to see why an Orc would be around these parts and why he carried so many papers around.