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[color=fff200][i][b]Yang Bethlehem[/b][/i][/color]

Seeing her guild master walked away made her apprehensive and somewhat disappointed in herself, perhaps she should have taken a more stiffer stance against it?

[i]No.[/i] She shook her head at that, it would be against her principle if she had simply let innocents suffer while she stood and do nothing.

Still, she can somewhat sympathized with Bart position. They, was his responsibility, and he too had to think about their position. This was supported by the other three of the guild members, to which she nodded towards Neil respectfully. It seemed like he spoke for Bart when he's gone.

"Understood, we shall do our best to abide by it, senior." Yang replied with a hand over fist salute.

With that, Yang retired for the night early.

Before dawn rises, Yang got up early out of habit and exit the guild house momentarily. She brushed her hair aside and did warm up stretches, limbering her entire body up for half an hour before she took a stance.

[i]Got to practice whenever I get the chance.[/i] Yang let out a long breathe within the pit of her stomach, oxygen and air filled her as she did slow motions of her martial arts first before increasing its speed. Yang did this constantly as she imagined and shadow box her master, it was only then did she moved seriously and in a flurry of precise but drilled motions of attacks.

She continued on as the dark hours slowly turned into a rising dawn, and she kept practicing until she finally see her shadow clearly.

[i]Morning already?[/i]  She panted before headed inside, greeting whoever that rose early with a smile and wave. Taking a quick shower to cleanse herself, she emerged from it much more refreshed, dried herself and head downwards.

There, she was greeted with Neil who was posting papers on a board. That was the thing that caught her attention as she moved towards him.

"Are you well?" She approached Neil and asked bluntly as she took a glance to paper he stuck onto the wall briefly before back to him. Yang rested a hand on his shoulder and looked at him with concern closely, her eyes studied his face and body carefully for any outward sickness or illness. "If there's something wrong, there's no need to hide it."

This also gave Neil a close up to Yang and he could feel his arm pressed against her and inadvertently, her bosom as well. Something that Yang was unaware of, more concerned with Neil health as she was raised in a temple and had hundred of others she would call brothers and sisters.

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[color=ed145b][i][b]Ditzy Stoneclub[/b][/i][/color]

It was a bright sunny day, one that Ditzy appreciated as he looked at the beautiful sky. His steps slow and awkward as he was so engrossed at the sky he often stumbled a bit in his steps before he regained some his balance.

[i]Ah, stand straight, stand straight[/i]. He repeated to himself, stood still and straight like a pole before he laughed childishly to take the next step confidently. The large backpack of his seemed mismatched with a huge punching bag that resembled a the typical goblin huge clubs, strapped at the top of his backpack.

[i]I wonder how the new tribe look like[/i]. Ditzy wondered, so engrossed in it and hadn't even noticed that his path was joined by two others until he had reached the gates of the guild.

[i]Oh, pretty[/i]. His eyes raised in amazement and curiosity, his eyes looked around until he saw at the sides that there was two other people next to him. He also then saw another orange hair human who stood at the gates greeting them all.

Ditzy didn't react to them first until he smiled at them and did a small wave to them alongside a slow in greetings "Hel-lo."

He took a moment to think as he process what Bart said, the name being called the guild seemed nice. He can remember it easily, same with the short name Bart. He wasn't sure if he can pronounce Bartholomew Barker easily, maybe with practice perhaps?

[i]Oh, he spoke again[/i]. Ditzy refocused his attention to Bart, his head tilted to the side as the others moved in first before he realized he should do the same. He walked forward as quickly as he can, or as fast as a hob-goblin could without tripping himself down.

Once he was inside, he marveled at everything. There was just so many colors and things! He also never seen the different monsters and humans all so congregated under one roof. So much so he missed the first person introducing themselves.

"I'm Ditzy Stoneclub!" He said slowly in a excitable manner, and wave a hand to everyone. 

The most prominent feature to everyone, was the two horns above his red haired head. One larger than the other which clearly symbolized and show that he was a hob-goblin alongside his height. However, the oddest thing aside from his getup was the fact he was a male monster. Mostly noted as one can see the tone body and arm, the horns and most of all, the lack of the iconic large breast that hob-goblins that famed for.

All in all, Ditzy looked like a male teenager that had dressed up as a hob-goblin. Afterwards, there was an awkward silence as that was all Ditzy said.

[i]Oh yeah, he should also tell them what he can do as well.[/i] Ditzy looked around and his gaze went outside, without a word he moved outside the guild house and remembered those scattered small rocks. He picked two up in his hands, just the right size of his palm.

He eagerly went back inside, and stumbled on his feet in his haste. He took one, two steps forward before he tumbled down face first with a loud thud. The backpack adding to the weight of the impact.

"Ow." Ditzy slowly said as he dusted himself before he regained his cheerful demeanor as he held out the two rock in his hand for them to see. "I can do this!"

Ditzy hand squeezed around the rock, a strange creaking sounds slowly resound even as Ditzy hand shook with the rock.

Slowly, the rock had a small crack and akin to a dish falling to the floor, simply cracked open like eggs. Small specks of the rock now reduced to stone sizes and flew apart. Demonstrating the strength needed to do so.

But Ditzy was not done, unbeknownst to them as he continued smiling and grinding sound followed as those stones grounded against each other with his hand movement.

Like a hammer against stones,it was now crushed as flakes escaped between his fingers and reduced to small peddles now.

That's when Ditzy brought both hands together forcefully into a slap and rubbed it vigorously back and forth with enough strength that it would have normal human hands bled, for Ditzy however, all it did was created more dust from his hands.

After a moment more, he finally stopped and reveal his hands. It was white and chalky, the rocks in his hands no more and only powder was left. Plastered on Ditzy face was his biggest smile as he proudly said. "I can make powder for mortar!"

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