Gideon was still admiring his new magic and wondered if any of his other weapons held spirits like Arthur. Either way he was feeling pretty damn good as he road in the back of the peddlers wagon. Suddenly the driver yelled from the front of the cart that they were approaching Fiore. Excitement filled Gideon and he jumped off the cart and ran ahead. The cart driver laughed as Gideon kicked up dirt making dust clouds behind him. 

	As Gideon entered town he gasped at the sights and smells. The place he grew up in was dull and boring as he was almost never let out of the house until his butler had adopted him and then he was only going to work and to the house half the time. The rest of his time was spent sword fighting. Practice made perfect. Before he knew it he had already ran past two guilds advertising for new members and wound up in front of a guild hall called Phoenix Wing. He wasn't sure if they were taking new members or not but Gideon awed at the building. In his head he thought that this was meant to be because what better symbol of rebirth than a guild named Phoenix Wing. He pushed open the door a little too enthusiastically because it slammed against the inner wall. "SORRY!" He yelled into the room and stepped in with Caliburn over his shoulder and a huge grin on his face. He looked around and noticed two things that stood out. There was a person passed out on the floor which he guessed might be ok for a guild hall. The second thing however was a bit more off. There seemed to be a commotion going on. He wasn't sure what exactly was going on so he yelled again.  "Hello over there? I..umm..wish to join up!" He held the smile and Caliburn. Wondering if he would have to step in to help a guildmate in need.