[center][h3]Raelin Fields[/h3]
Off the Southern Road
[@Ambra][@Sen][@Mag Lev][/center]
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[color=2e3192]"'Dark Dragoon' would be rather unwieldy to call out... I suppose for now, call me 'Sifrit'. I see you are wise to accept my proposition, though whether you accepted or not, we would still be headed generally the same way anyway"[/color], he answered. Though he refused the handshake, it seems he wants to keep his distance, even though they'll be cooperating. It was understandable... He had quite the reputation, despite his righteous deeds, he was always described as intimidating, even to those he was rescuing.

[color=2e3192]"Now then, I will lead the way if you don't mind. I know this area in and out, and the forest patch ahead can get confusing, which is why it is often a den for wild animals"[/color], he explained, after a few moments of confirming everyone's status, he led the way into the forest.

The area was... Untouched by man, there were no defined paths, terrain can get a bit uneven, fallen trees and old hollow legs barred their way often, and despite the peaceful disposition of the forest, as they got deeper, the atmosphere tensed. Everyone here was a seasoned fighter in one way or another, and their instincts were on full alert. Wolves. Quite a few of them were somewhere in the shadows out of their sight. Pretty soon, Sifrit raised his hand, and everyone stopped,

[color=2e3192]"Your quarry is up ahead. Just over that ledge, and then a drop down into the den. If you enter from here you can get the jump on the large wolf, if you kill it quickly, then it's pack will scatter. You should be able to save yourself a lot of trouble this way. As for me, this is where we part ways"[/color], and with that, he nodded, before heading wide and around the route he pointed out for them. Now would be a good time to make preparations for the drop...

[center][h3]Valdr[/h3]
Street Towards Adventurer's Guild[/center]
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As Valdr continued along based on the directions of passersby, he as usual went around doing small chores at the same time. As altruistic as he was, there were still some things he wouldn't do, like an old man asked him to find a magical tome that had been lost for decades, and it required something about a dungeon? It seemed a little too late game for him so he had to skip it for now, but he'll definitely come back if he gets an airship.

That aside, the Adventurer's Guild was now in sight, and as he kept going, he didn't notice the presence of a particular person, which caused him to bump into him.

[color=orange]"Aah, ah sorry"[/color], he made eye contact with the man... Empty. His black and fancy garb made him look like he belonged elsewhere, likely further up in the Fang District, but their gaze met and sustained for longer than it would for two people to say sorry for bumping into each other. Those empty eyes had a very slight glint in them as he saw... Familiarity? But he's never met this man before. Regardless, he ended up turning away, silently, and continuing along his way. As a cart passed by obscuring him from vision, despite the road being rather clear at this time of day... The man was gone, not a trace. Strange...

Well, regardless, it was time to see what the Adventurer's Guild here had in store, and what kind of menu they had.