[center][h1][color=8882be]Reylan[/color][/h1]
[b]Arrows[/b]:17
[color=a2d39c]Renn[/color]: 767[/center]
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[@demonspade64][@TaroAndSelia][@Duoya][@Tybalt Capulet]
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The brief, personal satisfaction at everyone's support that overwhelmed him did not last long at the sight of Dub's disappearance. He had been so caught up in the moment he had failed to notice him exit the door, a pang of guilt coursed through him. The bright, seemingly unbreakable smile he possessed faded a bit that Dub seemed not to fond of the whole 'Guild' idea. But what did he know of him? What did he know about any of the people around him? That would need to change if he was to be the guild leader, he wanted to trust those here right now and Dub.

Reylan was glad to see Karma appear to drop the Dub issue, though he feared he might have to have a talk with him later friend-to-friend. The way to victory was through unity, not jumping on the opportunity to criticize someone you fought beside. He was glad to have Karma's support however, his chant making him a little embarrassed at such a dramatic comment as Reyland laughed nervously rubbing the back of his neck. He cleared his throat "[color=8882be]I am honored that you have chosen me to lead this guild. However, since we only have 5 people in agreement...we need Dub in on this too. Tomorrow I will draft a treaty for everyone to sign so hopefully Dub changes his mind.[/color]" Reylan didn't want Dubstep to go missing like Aura had, he would have to convince him the guild is a good thing. Perhaps he could even give him the title 'Captain Dubstep' as a bargaining tool. For now, everyone looked like they needed some sleep "[color=8882be]I guess until then, let's get some food and sleep off a hard day's work[/color]."

He spent some time eating his food as everyone else went to sleep, bath, or eat as well. As he ate, The new duties of guild master started to come into reality in his mind, the first being that they would need to recruit more players to get stronger. Once the guild was made, he would give that ability to the original members of his party. Silver eyes observed a pair of players, one seemed to be trying to console the other. Did they lose someone already? He summoned the embers of his courage from the dungeon, exhausted as he was, and walked over to them to introduce himself. His chest felt the familiar pounding of his heart as the anticipation of speaking nearly turned him around, but he was determined to do this.


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[@mopsock17][@Rekaigan]
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He took a seat next to Polak "[color=8882be]Did you lose someone too[/color]?" He asked rather directly but with kindness, he didn't know how else to break the ice "[color=8882be]Sorry, name's Reylan. My party just came back from a dungeon raid[/color]." His elbows leaned on the counter, his head turned towards both of them with a calm, somber look. From what he could see, they looked like a strong couple of people that he use in the guild. Initial assumptions were that Polak was a lancer and Fortuna was a rogue, but equipment didn't seem to have a locked-class in Talrae. "[color=8882be]We lost two people before we even left the city, they vanished during the night. I didn't know both of them very well, but it still sucks y'know[/color]?" Now he was lamenting his own thoughts to these strangers, trying to find a middle-ground and releasing some of the stress he had been feeling about Aura's disappearance.

At the end of the conversation before leaving for his room and a hot bath, Reylan extended the offer to join him and the others in creating the guild. Numbers was strength, strength was power, so by adding them to their numbers they would increase their power to take on the dungeon and beat it when the time came. He didn't make them decide on the spot, giving the night to think it over and message him if they were interested.