Ryla tagged along surprisingly quite, but still visibly eager. Syfr followed alongside her, darting between legs and climbing random things ahead of the group. Soon enough the party reached their first contact: a harpy who knew the husband. The others started to chat her up while Ryla listened, trying to discern anything unusual. In her experience with the mages one can never be too careful around strangers.

The harpy was rather chatty, asking a lot of questions rapidly. Ryla decided to use this moment to speak up a bit. [color=a2d39c]"Aye, new meme era of the guild. Well, perhaps not officially. But the again we're the first of em. I don't quite remember out numbers but at least a good ten, twelve people. Some guy name Burns started the guild, real mysterious fellow. Never actually met him yet. So far this is only first and only job, though I got some business in the forest I'm hoping to take care of too. Right now the guild is just a Lone tower in the middle of no where. Not much work done to it yet, but I'll spruce it up soon enough."[/color]