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[color=B149B4]"So this is the place? Tch, I was hoping for something more grand~"[/color]

[color=bdbdbd]Brushing some of her silver hair behind her long ear, the elf looked up at the freshly build guild hall; which for human standards might be an imposing sight. She wouldn't know, both human and especially Dwarven towns never really sat well with her. Bustling with life, yet at the same time so dead. A far cry from the living cities of the elves.

Sariel had been in town for three days by now, using most of that time to inquire about this new guild among the citizens. As expected, there wasn't a whole lot to learn, the guild was brand new after all. The only information she gleamed from the people she spoke to was that it was run by two respectable veterans. A part of her wondered if perhaps it would be better to just turn around and wander off in search for something better to pour her time into, but on the other hand, how often did one have the ability to see a guild rise from the ground? Who knew, it might get snuffed out like a candle left in a drafty window, or it might just roar into a hearth people warm themselves at for years to come.

Well, it wasn't like the elf had anything better to do, so with a spring in her step and sway of her hips she made her way up to the building. It seemed like she wasn't the first one to arrive and a motley crew of varying races had already gathered inside the halls, including what appeared to be a centaur! Not exactly the race you'd see around these parts. [color=B149B4]"Oh my, quite the gathering we've already amassed."[/color] She cooed as she approached the group of people, her high heels clacking off the newly laid stone floors; somehow managing to echo around the hall with an air of superiority.

Her amber eyes quickly darted across the various people, going so far as the give the far younger elf a courteous nod and flash him a smile. [color=B149B4][i]"Na- cin ú- a dilthen na neth na teilien maethor, boui? "[/i][/color] She sang in the ever gorgeous Elven language, flashing the elf a smug smile; completely missing the fact that he was in fact one of the leaders of this soon-to-be-merry-band.[/color]

[hider=translation]"Arent we a little too young to play warrior, boy?"[/hider]