[b][i][u]East Forest - Phoenix Wing Guild Hall[/u][/i][/b]

Phoenix Wing...a Mages guild. Vincent had never had any interest in joining a guild, in fact the sheer idea horrified him. He hated being around people, and enjoyed his solitary life as an assassin for hire. But the young man would be lying if he said he wasn't curious about them. It was always a good idea to check out the competition. 

As a freelance Mage, Vincent took many jobs, mostly involving assassinations. And of course, those who he would target would more often than not, have body guards. The really wealthy people he was sent to kill could afford to hire other Mages to protect them. And with how famous Phoenix Wing was becoming, he was sure he'd be running into at least  a few of the Mages from the Guild sooner or later. So why not check them out?

So as he made his way through the forest, hands in the pockets of his jeans, Vincent wondered what kind of people would be there. Guilds came in all shapes and sizes, he knew that much, and the people that filled them were usually as diverse as the guild names themselves. But as Vincent walked deeper into the forest, and closer to the Guild, he felt...uneasy. Almost as if something wasn't right in the area. 

His suspicions were almost all but confirmed as he found a single person standing in the doorway of the guild. He quickly hid behind a tree and observed the person for a moment. He couldn't see or hear anyone else in the general vicinity...where were all the Mages that filled up the Guild? 

"This isn't right..." Vincent whispered, finally coming from behind the tree. Hands in his pockets, he cautiously walked over to the lone person. "Hey, uh...you a member of Phoenix Wing?" He asked, keeping his voice casual.