[center][h2][color=aba000]Sara Hepburn[/color][/h2]
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A noise from the other side of the Guild Hall got Sara's attention- that noise being the footsteps followed by the twang-coated voice of Victoria Pax. Victoria was a legendary smith, an S-Class mage no less, and certainly a familiar face around the halls of the Guild. Sara reciprocated her greeting with a small wave and a happy grin. [b][color=aba000]"A pleasure to see you too, Victoria."[/color][/b] She listened to the mage talk about her day, including a game of chess where she had whooped the other poor guild-mate into submission. Sara laughed quietly. [b][color=aba000]"I can't play chess for the life of me. I still don't remember what the little horse does."[/color][/b] She paused in contemplative silence for a brief moment. [b][color=aba000]"That's the one that jumps, right?"[/color][/b]

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of quarreling at the center of the guild hall. Sara's interest was piqued by the argument, and her focus shifted towards the nature of the hostility. Two lower-ranked Mages were shouting at each other over something about jobs. Considering the scarcity of quality jobs on busy days, it did make a bit of sense, but it certainly didn't warrant such a heated conversation, and it definitely didn't warrant the taller Mage to suddenly shout “Fist Magic!” and punch the other mage in the gut, sending him careening across the Guild floor and headfirst into the wall next to the Request Board, smoke gently rising from the crater that formed at impact.

Soon, a group of the mages were duking it out in a thankfully non-magical brawl at the center of the guild hall, the bodies of defeated mages flying across the building like discarded rags. Sara sighed with a down shake of her head. She loved the guild, but the constant fighting did drag her down from time to time. Though not at all ready to join the duel, she put a hand on her key rings in case more than fists and bodies started to get thrown around.

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