The arduous walk back to see the churlishly efficient pencil pusher was filled with important information. Guilds, what the gift of coin was for, and any other information that they could muster up. It was a rather uneventful trip that only made Ash feel more out of place than she already was. Uneventful except for that odd man, however. Out of view from the masses, a man had slit the throat of a rabbit and done an odd ritual. They held gazes, then the man faded away and left nothing but a corpse. A small pup slinked out of someone's cloak and greedily devoured what the odd man had left behind. Bizarre, Ash had thought. If the two people had known each other, then all that would be left behind would be blood that was washed away by the rain. If they weren't associates, that man just left a corpse right on the outskirts of the central plaza for someone else to deal with. What a dick.

They entered the office. Muu had introduced herself respectfully—a good first step to deal with the final boss of this place, Ash thought. Despite it being a godly hour, he was still the same person they had previously encountered. Ash wanted no part of interacting with him. Matteo acted as their provisional leader. Five silver for the information which Matteo paid. His purse had been nobly sacrificed to gain information for the group. Locations of the guilds and their prices. The one choice that leapt out for Ash was Hunter. After all, Hunter would allow for the safety of a bow. At least that's what she felt when she thought of the word. She had enough to be a hunter with a good amount of coin left over.

[b]"Yes, I think we're done here,"[/b] Ash had said, her gaze meeting Mathers', [b]"thank you."[/b]

She didn't want to deal with Mathers. They could catch Muu up to speed after they left the office. Ash would even reimburse Matteo a silver. Debt was something that Ash didn't like having.