[@Banana][@Ninian]

[color=#FFCCCC][h1][b]Hat[/b][/h1][/color]

[i]Valiant Village, Main street by the river, midday[/i]

According to the Mawile, the guild was indeed the buildings she’d seen before. Good. Somehow, she’d been expecting this to be harder. Apparently it wasn’t. 

“Thanks,” she said, looking in the direction of the guild, “I just arrived here, I need to speak with the Guildmaster urgently,” she said, excusing herself. She would have liked to give a little more information, help spread the word that she was in fact a helpful traveller, but she hadn’t actually decided which of the outlaws to claim she’d seen. 

With that, she left, without so much as a goodbye to the Mawile. Truth be told, she didn’t really want to speak to her again. She seemed both nice and unhappy to talk to her, which was... strange. Hat didn’t want any suspicion. At all. 

A minute of fast walking through the town, and she was in front of the guild’s buildings. There were many Pokemon walking about, mostly in small groups. Hat noticed that most of them seemed to be children, for some reason. 

It occurred to Hat that she had no idea just who the guildmaster was. She assumed it would be a ghost of some variety, considering the place was called Spirit’s Guild, but she couldn’t see any out and about. She would probably have to ask someone working there. 

A Vanillite, a fellow ice type, didn’t look to be doing anything. Perhaps she’d ask him- Everyone else seemed to be busy.

“Hey, you,” she said, roughly, “You know where the guildmaster is?”