[color=Brown][h1]Bludmach: Outskirts[/h1][/color][hr][hr]
Klaus’ maneuver proved more than enough to protect the Marsh runner from a grisly fate, though the surge of muck that followed his ghostly vessel launching itself forward from below did send him flying once more with a very audible scream. To his credit, the man did manage to act on Klaus’s words as he soared, tucking himself into a ball-shape so as to minimize both exposure and impact damage if he did make an impact with the ground.

The black beast, however, would find itself getting properly keel-hauled as the ethereal vessel ran aground on top of it with a rather nasty [i]crunch[/i]. The ship would slide forward a few feet before coming to a halt, the short burst of excitement quickly falling into silence as nothing seemed to happen in the wake of the ambush.

Was it dead?
[@Asura][@OwO][@Severance][h1]White Harbor[/h1][hr][hr]
[b][h3]Clara[/h3][/b]

[b]“A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Arc,”[/b] Clara said, though somewhat distracted by the slight commotion going on back at the guildhall. It seemed like someone had gotten into a fair spot of trouble with their. . . Aunt? The reporter couldn’t quite tell but pushed the event out of her mind, for now, and focusing her attention on the small group that seemed to have formed around her. [b]“So, if we’ve got nothing to talk about while we walk. . . how about a little impromptu interview? No hard questions, I promise, but now that I don’t have to worry about [i]that[/i] Serena hovering over me, I feel a bit more free to ask a few.”[/b]

[b]“For example. . . how did all of you come to join Winter’s Blade? Most of you don’t seem like Harborites. . . at least, not to me.”[/b]
[@Inkarnate][@Grey][@Hero][@KiwiTime][center][h3]-----------------[/h3][/center][h3][color=662d91]Serena[/color] and [color=004b80]Aiden[/color][/h3]

[color=662d91]“Well now, looks like the lot of you have a proper plan going.”[/color]Serena chuckled, taking the glass back from Cade with a nod. At Ria’s little speech, her smile tapered off a bit, but only for a moment before she continued speaking. [color=662d91]“Now then, since the reporter has gone and run off with Nia and Star boy, I guess I’m going to have to tell Aiden he can st-”[/color]

Before she could finish her sentence, the doors to the Guild Master’s office blew open with a burst of frigid air that coursed through the whole of the guildhall and giving everyone, even the newly protected party, a bit of a shiver. That was not all the came, however, as the gust was followed by a squad of flying shapes that darted and swooped around the hall to spread a faint dusting of glistening ice particles to fall gently through the air like a rain of sparkles(to the delight of children in the hall and the mumbled groan of a few adults as they hugged their coats tighter). The flying shapes would land, one after another, on the banister before the guild master’s office, revealing themselves to be rather immaculately carved dynamic Ice-Make sculptures of Falcons as Aiden made his entrance. Dressed in a large fur white fur coat that melded with his own mane of white locks so well it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began, with some rather fine clothes presented underneath, he nearly looked the part of a regal guild master.

Almost. . . if not for the child-like grin that broke his face apart as he set one foot on the railing, whipping a hand out in greeting as he made prepared himself to make an announcement.

“[color=004b80]Peeeeeople of Winter’s Blade!! I would like you all to wel-”[/color]

[color=662d91]“She’s gone.”[/color] You could hear a pin drop in the silence that followed Serena’s statement as Aiden hung there, mid-pose.

[color=004b80]“She’s . . . [i]huh?[/i]”[/color]

[color=662d91]“She’s gone. Left to follow a request with Arc, Nia, and a few others. . . I think I might’ve scared her off, not gunna lie.”[/color]

An audible groan followed shortly after Serena’s statement as the guild master let his arm drop limply to his side, blowing a stray strand of hair from his face.

[color=004b80]“Well. . . at least she’s in good company. I trust that whoever she’s with will give her a great impression of us.”[/color] With a slight shake of his head and a light tap to the cheek, Aiden regained his good mood and continued his momentum. With a strange level of grace for the towering man, he flipped over the railing as his Ice-make creations took flight behind him, each one moving to just where he’s about to land before he gets there to act as another jumping-off point as he traversed across the breadth of the hall in a matter of moments before finally landing down at his destination: right beside Kim to watch Mrs. Bloomberg make her exit.

[color=004b80]“Which means I can take a moment to ask what seems to be the problem between you and Mrs. Bloomberg?”[/color] He knelt down beside the boy, taking a look towards the door, then Serena before settling back to Kim with an almost expectant glance. [color=004b80]“Something you want to tell me?”[/color] 
[@Sanguine Rose][@j8cob][@pkken][@Leslie Hall]