[b]“--So it seems the people who arrive here, like us, end up joining a guild for professional training in a particular field. The coinage we received from Silver Moon typically covers this tuition, if you would, but little else after that point as I understand it.”[/b]

Torn between his desire to share Etono’s information accurately (but also succinctly) Matteo ended up being more vague than he probably could have been in the interest of time and effort. It was much easier to make small conversation with anyone who would participate as they descended from the steps of the enormous church amidst the other huddled masses, finding their way back to the plaza where the fivesome had first parted ways. Now that they were here, however, the half-blind youth had to play catchup quickly. Alas, the life of a procrastinator. [b]“I was told the open guilds presently are the priests, magicians, warriors…”[/b] 

As if remembering Old Bear from the night before, Matteo mysteriously vanished and managed to position himself behind the tallest member of their group, the blonde girl whose name he still hadn’t learned. He continued walking as if nothing had happened. [b]“Ah, but the magicians require a studious mind, if I recall. Thieves and rangers were options as well. And fiend knights,”[/b] he added thoughtfully as he followed the others into the office, the rush of tobacco-scented air and the dry tones of the recruiter assuring him they had returned to the right place.

[b]“Right, hello again,”[/b] Matteo said faintly from the back, raising his hand, [b]“Apologies for bothering you-- we were hoping you might have a guild directory to get us started. It also seems one of us who ‘arrived’ last night was accidentally left behind when the guards escorted us here.”[/b] He indicated Muu. Honestly, he had no idea whether that was accurate or not (or how the girl had been separated from them) but it sounded plausible, and if Matteo could shift the blame to someone else he certainly would. [b]“Muu?”[/b] he prompted.