[center][h1][color=7ea7d8]Menzai Isanami[/color][/h1][/center]

Weeks of traveling eventually lead Menzai to the town of Thaoswen; an arduous and tedious journey for the lone beastkin but there he stood at the entrance of the town. Sharp dark blue eyes glinting with tiny crimson red glares peered into the bustling town with a stern and curious gaze as he stood at the gates, his demeanor calm yet somewhat cautious for one of his kind had to be wary, especially when among humans.

In his travels, he came to see countless and experience all sorts of new sights encounters though not all of them good. For most of the human establishments did not take well to his presence as he was warned numerous times to avoid humans if possible. As expected, they proved themselves dangerous with their unwarranted hate or fear of those they do not understand or were quick to show their prejudice and greedy nature. Not that all humans were like this for where there was those that insulted and told him off, showing they wanted nothing to do with him. Others that were friendly and welcoming towards beastkin; proving it possibly to make friends among humans but he must see them as a threat until proven to be trustworthy.

And it was through the kindness of such strangers that he learned about the town of Thaoswen and of the newly built guild hall. And it was the guild that brought Menzai here in order to begin his mission. One that he was both excited yet worried with his desire to study and learn of other races and magic while keeping a reserved caution when humans were involved.

With a slow exhale, the young wolf adult ventured into the town, walking with a reserved pace to his step. He walked along with bare feet that nary made a sound though not quite as graceful and silent as elves but most would not notice his presence until seen or he spoke. Even the white robed haori he adorned barely shifted and rustled, showing how little and precise his movement were while his arms were hidden within the baggy sleeves where the few belongings he had were kept hidden.

One might of mistaken him for a monk or a priest had it not been for the canine ears flicking gently atop his head. These ears were the source of drawing attention; both good and bad which even now he received from the villagers he passed by.

His attempts to gain in details on the guild's location as expected had been somewhat difficult. With those he tried inquiring to ignoring or shouting him away and even passed by some parents ushering their children inside to avoid him. Expecting and being used to such treatment, though so it did not bother him as he simply carried on and continued asking regarding the guild's location.

It took longer than it should of, but Menzai eventually received the location after finally meeting a friendly villager and thus set off towards the guild.

He trekked his way quietly towards the guild's hall, where with a quick glance over could indeed see that the hall had been very recently built. This had him somewhat worried for a newly built guild meant little funds and experience and most concerning that it might attract members unfriendly towards beastkin. If that were the case, he would simply have to move on and seek out another establishment though hoped that wouldn't be the case. After a small dismissive shake of the head, he stepped towards the heavyset doors though even before he reached them had his ears flick to the sound of numerous voices from within.

A few sniffs of the nose was all that was needed; noticing the surprisingly varied scents of multiple races within with the fact it didn't consist solely of humans had him relieved. A small rustling of his right arm pulling from the sleeve, his clawed right hand gave hard push against the door, ears catching the lack of wooden creaking further proof of the building's freshness.

Gazing within to see a pleasing sight of such a varied cast consisting of an orc, a few elves and even a dwarf though most surprising was the centaur. In fact, this was his first seeing an orc and especially a centaur who weren't considered common to outside their territory. A curious glint in his eyes as he peered over the other possible members though maintained a calm and near blank expression.

A slip of the right arm back into the haori sleeve, Menzai then stepped quietly into the hall and stopped a short distance from the others, preferring to keep his space from strangers. After another curious glance over the place, did he give a slight bow of his head."[color=7ea7d8] Good tidings. The name is Menzai Isanami and I have come to inquire regarding this guild if there any such openings still[/color]." He spoke in a soft and formal tone while keeping his body in a slight guarded posture and ears perked, listening for in case any attempted to make an suspicious move or attack.