[color=8dc73f][center][h1]Freyr[/h1][/center][/color]

After taking care of the last one of the weird shooting plants, Freyr thought that things would now calm down, but the second he felt the ground rumbling, he knew it wouldn't be as easy as he thought. But when he saw the next opponents, his first thought was that the 'Huwana' Darren had was simply a very, very potent hallucinogen. First plants shooting peas, now catapults that fired watermelons and a... a huge corn on the cob on a wagon?

[color=8dc73f][I]"This is ridiculous!"[/I][/color] Freyr thought to himself. But again, it didn't matter how ridiculous the situation was, the pain was very real...

Freyr had no time to waste, the corn was already aiming up, and if it hit him, he would probably break a lot of bones... In the best of the outcomes...
On the other hand, if one of those watermelons hit him in the head, he would probably go unconscious. Something had to be done...

Without many options, Freyr did the only thing he could think of. Instead of running away, he ran towards the corn and the watermelon catapults. Approaching them from the side, Freyr's plan was to use the corn cob as a cover against the other watermelons, so he would have only to deal with a portion of them.

In theory, the plan was simple: He would approach the enemies from the side. Obviously, as he approached, the catapults would try to shoot him, but by the time they started firing towards him, he should be already close enough so the corn cob would made it so the other watermelons that were on its other side weren't able to hit him. That way, he would only have to deal with those on one side. Due to their number, he would focus solely on dodging, since it was simply impossible to do otherwise without risking being hit. After getting close to the giant corn cob wagon, he would use all his speed and momentum in a jump, kicking the corn, which was already aiming up, and try to flip the huge wagon over. With luck, it would take out the other watermelon catapults...

Freyr wasn't happy with the situation. He didn't knew if he could die on that hallucination, but he knew the pain was very real...

[color=8dc73f]"I hope these are the last ones... I'm running out of options on how to deal with them..."[/color] He cursed as he started running towards them.

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[color=C6DEFF][center][h1]Bast Ragoczy[/h1][/center][/color]

After reaching the guild, Bast had quite a surprise. Instead of the ruined building he saw a few days earlier, now the guild was fully built, made of solid stone in a dwarvish style. Bast knew the Dwarves, he knew their prowess. The guild was now practically a small fortress. He doubted they would have any problems with it.

The first faces he saw after quickly inspecting the new building were those of Magnus and Bartholomew.

"[color=f26522]Oh! So these where you were.[/color]" Bartholomew said, greeting both of them.

"[color=f26522]Hey Bast. I don't recall you returning to the guild yesterday. What happened?[/color]" He asked, turning to Bast with a somewhat worried expression.

[color=C6DEFF]"Mr. Bartholomew, Mr. Magnus! I apologize for taking so long to return... I had a very... interesting encounter with a certain [i]Lord Araghast[/i]..."[/color] Bast said, with a mysterious expression.

[color=C6DEFF]"It was quite the... interesting encounter... A bit messy, but interesting nonetheless."[/color] He said with a dark laugh.

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"Anyways, I see that the guild has been rebuilt! I am quite familiar with the Dwarvish craftsmanship! Their works have a very unique style. Practical and durable. Their works surely are things that will outlive any one of us... Well... at least most of us..."[/color] He said, with a treacherous smile as he said the last part.

"[color=f26522]So guys. What do you say? Do you have any complaints? Because this is our last chance to have anything changed.[/color]" Bartholomew asked, looking to him and Magnus after he shown the new guild to them.

[color=C6DEFF]"Complaints? By all means no! A dining room, a lounge, an armory and even a bath! And quite the luxurious one! Bartholomew, Magnus, what would you say about commemorating our new guild with a good bottle of wine or whiskey?"[/color] He asked, looking to both of them, interested in their answer.

[color=C6DEFF]"I can even tell you more about my little... encounter with Araghast and his army of mindless animals and the quest of a foolish boy for revenge."[/color] He said, with a treacherous smile.

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