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"Humanity takes great pride in three things. Their willpower, their greed and their mortality.

Their will and endless greed allows them to grow and accend past other creatures
But their mortality denies them divinity

It's a delightful purgatory between being Fallen and being Divine"


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In Avalia 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Location: Roshmi Grand Hall
Interactions:Darius @FunnyGuy



At first, Ayita was indeed nervous. Meeting an elf while disguised as one was an easy way to be found out. Not only that but the clothes he wore did give him quite an elegant air, one that it would be expected of a noble. Fortunately for Ayita, he did seem to be way nicer than what she had thought, greeting her with a simple bow before extending his hand to her. What did make her even more surprised though was the phrase he said just after that. That he was neither an elf nor he was from that 'land'.

Ayita's reaction to that phrase was visible. She was confused at first, but no matter how many times she repeated that phrase in her head, it definitely wasn't something someone 'normal' would say. A second later, after realizing that she wasn't mistaken about it, she looked at the supposed 'elf' in front of her with a serious, piercing stare, almost as if she was looking straight to his soul as she decided if he could be trusted or not. The eyes that she showed him weren't one of a noble lady or a naive girl. They were the eyes of a strong woman, the eyes of a hunter. Even if that stare lasted for a second at best before her stare returned to a calm and tranquil one, it was enough for him to know that she shouldn't be underestimated.

"I was a bit afraid to do or say anything that could offend one of the nobles here. I'm not exactly a noble myself nor I am overly familiar with these types of dance." she said with a chuckle.

"I bet that the dances I know would be considered... 'savage' by these people." she said, rolling her eyes.

"That said, I'm afraid you'll have to take the lead. If you're okay with it, of course." Ayita said with a smile, finally taking his hand as she got ready to dance.


Location: Roshmi Grand Hall
Time: Late Afternoon
Interactions: O'Ner @Eviledd1984



As the man introduced himself, bowing to her, Myra did get a bit less wary of him. Despite his smell, he did seem to be a nice person. Smelly, but nice. Maybe he simply didn't have time to take a bath for some reason... Or maybe he simply disliked them. No matter the reason, Mathis did seem to be okay with her despite her being quite... different. Just like what she did with Tan, Myra raised her hand, writing her name in the air with her finger.

"Myra" she wrote in the air as she looked at Mathis with a smile in her face.

Having danced with Tan, Myra did learn a few things with her previous dance, particularly about how she should stand and what she should do when dancing. She also would be sure to be more careful with her tail. She was lucky that whoever was tripped when she was danced with Tan didn't come after them but she couldn't be sure of what could happen if it happened again.

Moving herself a bit less awkwardly than before, she grabbed Mathis' hand as she held her other hand up, in the position Adrian had taught her, looking to Mathis with an inquisitive expression, almost as if asking if he was ready to dance.
Ada

@Restalaan@ShwiggityShwah@Stern Algorithm@Rezod92

Ada kept looking at the metal man from a safe distance, merely watching him talk with the other members. Judging by his voice and how the other members were interacting with him, he did seem to be a nice person, which made her less wary and approached him a bit more to inspect him. Looking at him from a bit closer didn't help her to figure out why he had all that metal on him. Was he made of metal or there was a reason for that? As he got closer, she tried to sniff the air around him and touched his metal armor, curiously. She was surprised to see that it was solid, making a sound when she touched it with the tip of her finger. It's surface was cold too, it didn't feel like it was alive too. Nonetheless, the guild master and the members did agree to let him join, so apparently they had a new member.

Walking a bit closer to him, Ada offered him a smile as a greeting to the new arrival on the guild before she dashed back inside to eat something. She was starting to feel the smell of food being made and Ozzy was already there, although when Ada had arrived, he had just entered the kitchen again. When Ozzy returned, he would find Ada sitting in the table, looking at him as she tilted her head, almost asking where her food was as he came carrying some strange, strong smelling, black and hot liquid.



Freyr



Before he knew, most of the guild was already outside to check on the mysterious stranger. The Altissima sisters were quick to invite him to enjoy breakfast inside the guild after the introductions were made. According to what Sir Reed said, Ortus was very far away, indicating that he had to cross many borders to reach even small villages. Despite that, Freyr was surprised when he heard Sir Reed saying that they were at war with The Order and the friendly approach he, and apparently his kingdom too by extension, had regarding monsters.

"A Viera. And a male, yes." Freyr said, correcting Sir Reed when he asked if he was a wererabbit.

When Sir Reed asked if Yang was always like that, due to her cold greeting, Freyr gave a discreet chuckle before replying.

"Some of us are a bit more wary of strangers than others. She will get better once you know her, don't worry." Freyr replied. Fortunately, just after he did that, Yang apologized herself, explaining why she acted like that.

After a few moments, Bart finally arrived. Going right to the point, he asked Sir Reed if he would like to join the guild, not before asking the other members though. Their replies were mostly positive, although the reason for Bart to be making that vote was a bit strange, just like Haley mentioned.

"Anyone who wants to help is welcome, at least in my opinion." Freyr replied, agreeing with letting him join the guild.

Winton


Mikhail had a worried expression on his face as he heard Faeril asking for something to drink. He knew that something had happened and he knew that she wasn't well but he didn't know what or if he should say anything, if it was better to let her have some time alone or if he indeed should try and comfort her. At least that was until Faeril finally spoke to him.

"I... Yes... I will be back in a moment." Mikhail said as he went inside the inn again to try and grab a drink for Faeril. Even though he wasn't that good with those type of things, he wasn't as dense as to not realize that Faeril didn't want him to see her like that for some reason.

Even if Mikhail didn't really know what he could do to comfort the witch though, he knew exactly someone who just might be able to. Unfortunately, the moment he entered the inn, the mood was still as heavy and sour as the very moment he got out, with Gennar and Denvar pretty much at each other's throats as they discussed. Before doing anything though, Mikhail got a small cup of the ale from the small keg with a good amount of ice inside it. After that, he unceremoniously interrupted the discussion, simply walking towards Fatima as he gently touched her shoulder, calling her attention.

"I... am not good with those kind of things and I don't know what I should say to help Faeril... She also doesn't seem to want my presence but you might be able to do that which I cannot." he said in a lower tone as he leaned forward, looking at her with a worried expression.

"I think it would be better if you stood by her side..." he finished, putting the small glass of ale in Fatima's hands before he went outside again, although not where Faeril was. He needed some air to clean his head and he wasn't in the mood to watch over Gennar and Denvar as they discussed.

As he got out, he passed by Dareen, almost completely missing her due to where and how she was sitting, instead just walking to an empty spot of the garden and simply looking up, letting the cool breeze in his face. For a moment, he didn't care about his hood falling off, with eyes closed as he let the wind flow through his hair, revealing to others that it was longer than they previously might have thought it was.
Aiko Kamiya


Aiko nodded, carefully hearing what her contractor had to say. Fortunately for her, it seemed she wouldn't have much problems regarding the package she would be transporting. Her rules for such services were simple. As long as it wasn't something that would explode or harm her in some way, she would be fine transporting it. The part about having a preference for the package to be delivered without it being damaged was a given but it was still nice having a confirmation that it wouldn't explode or anything like that.

According to what she heard, it seemed to be a simple job. Transporting a few packages back and forth a few times, fast and without being caught.

"Seems to be a simple job." Aiko said, thinking as she looked at her contractor, analyzing his expression and reaction. Many times, a lot about the job could be said only watching their expressions and reactions to Aiko's words.

"Half now, half later." Aiko said with a firm expression.

"Doesn't hurt to be careful." Aiko said, still looking at her contractor.

"I assume you know the 'rules' for such jobs, don't you? Silence and discretion for both sides." she said, waiting for his reply. Most people who came to her often knew how to proceed but sometimes there was still some who were new on that sort of business and didn't know them by heart.

Despite her petite build and rather cute appearance, the way she spoke to him made it clear that she knew what she was talking about and that she had already done that before. As long as her contractor provided her with the necessary information, guaranteed that the package was safe and followed the rules, she wouldn't make any other questions nor she would try to pry her nose into stuff she shouldn't. She was good at what she does and professional. If they still had any doubts about her, the reputation she had around those parts would provide the additional confirmation they might need.
In Avalia 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Location: Roshmi Grand Hall
Interactions: Zelginn @Dezuel, Darius @FunnyGuy



Despite the difference in size, the dance with Zel went decently well, although a bit awkward, since it was Ayita's first time. She did try to show that she was open to conversation with a kind smile and trying to show confidence as to not make the boy nervous but it didn't appear to work exactly as intended. When the music finally changed, indicating that they should go meet their next partners, Zel said a simple goodbye before disappearing in the crowd, in a similar way he appeared next to them when they arrived. It was still a mystery for Ayita what the small Zel was doing in such party as he really didn't seem to be the type to enjoy such events.

A few moments before the next dance began, there was a small pause for everyone to find their next pair. Following the small paper butterfly that was the other piece of paper she had received, Ayita saw herself next to an elegant and very well dressed man, using a blue coat on his shoulders and a black hat, contrasting with his black and gold mask. Interestingly enough, his appearance was somewhat similar to her disguise, due to his skin tone & etc. Such fact made Ayita a bit nervous of being discovered.

"Good evening, I'm Ayita. It's a pleasure to meet you." she said, greeting the elegant man in a rather formal, albeit a bit formal and awkward manner.


Location: Roshmi Grand Hall
Time: Late Afternoon
Interactions: Baraian @Dezuel, O'Ner @Eviledd1984



Other than the small incident on the very beginning, which didn't lead to any more problems, thanks to Tan pulling Myra away from whoever was that she tripped with her tail, Myra's dance was going relatively well. Much for her and her partner's luck, Adrian was really thorough and detailed in his instructions on how to dance with Myra. Practicing with her indeed seemed to be way better than trying to explain with words. Even though Myra did feel that Tan wasn't as comfortable around her as Darius was, due to his stares, how stiff his body was (unlike Darius and Adrian's when they practiced with her), she tried to simply mimic the moves she remembered and simply continue the dance. After all, she wouldn't want to make any problems for Darius or Artemis, who were the ones which brought her there.

When the dance ended, Tan looked at her, asking whom she had came with. Tilting her head, a bit confused by the question and thinking on how to answer it. When she remembered what Darius said to her before the dance, she showed her sharp teeth to Tan just like she did before and winking just like Darius did when looking at the tall elf. Unsatisfied with her answer though, Myra thought a bit more until she had an idea. Standing on her tail, she looked around, trying to find Darius. The moment she did, she got down and pointed towards the direction Darius was.

Just after she did that though, the other strip of paper she had received suddenly turned into another butterfly, flying away. By now, she understood that it was supposed to take her to meet the one she was supposed to dance with, instead of being a ticket for her to be able to eat (which made her much more relieved, since she had lost the first one). Waving her hands in a simple goodbye, she left the tall elf as she began walking after the other paper butterfly, looking at her as she walked around the hall. After a moment, a small paper bird began flying around her, before going in the same direction her small paper butterfly went.

When the paper butterfly finally disappeared, she found herself standing next to the strange man with the weird undead smell she met on the table before. Approaching him carefully, Myra sniffed the air around him a few times as she looked at him, watching every movement he made. Even though he smelled just like an undead, she wasn't really certain he was one. Maybe he just forgotten to clean himself after fighting against them. Myra's claws also smelled similarly when she fought against them and didn't clean herself.

Kalla




After sleeping for a good amount of time, Maeve was feeling completely rested. In fact, she didn't even remember the last time she had exhausted herself like she did the other day. Not even when she spent the entire day sparring against others in her hometown. Maybe it was because she had used a lot of healing magic, which was something she definitely wasn't accustomed in using, especially in such large amounts.

While Maeve was far too tired and exhausted to notice things such as the surge of magic coming from Jeevak's healing she did notice after she wake up that Jeevak had simply vanished together with his companions, along with any traces of his presence. Apparently, he indeed came to the city with a specific goal in mind and after talking with those whom he was interested in, he simply left. Strangely enough, Sahale was also nowhere to be found, which was a shame since he seemed to be an... intriguing person.

Fortunately, with Jeevak's departure, the city of Kalla was definitely calmer. Fortunately for Maeve, more interesting and potentially entertaining events were about to happen. Around the mid of the morning, while Maeve was eating her breakfast on Allard's inn, a loud voice called her attention coming from somewhere. Along with the familiar noise of the bells ringing, much like how they rang in the attack, the words 'Ship to the northwest' were yelled from person to person, notifying the entire town.

"Not again..." Maeve said, sighing with a clearly annoyed expression as she calmly finished eating her breakfast before going outside with her rapier on hand.

Luckily, that time it wasn't an attack, but in fact the complete opposite. Some of the girls who were kidnapped were on board of said ship and after being freed, they were finally coming back home.

Maeve who had already left the inn preparing for a battle, ended up simply staying nearby to watch the girls reuniting with their families and friends. She couldn't help but let out a smile as she saw Valia running towards the girls, crying, happy to see them. Most of the town was there, seeing such heartwarming scene. Some were still with their weapons in hand, which probably also thought it was a mistake. Allard too was among them, carrying his weapon despite being almost covered in bandages.

"I suppose not even such grave injuries were enough to keep you in bed, were them?" Maeve said with a chuckle, teasing Allard as she saw him.

"I almost thought it was another attack, just after I finally was able to clean my rapier, clothes and get myself in a presentable state after everything that happened." Maeve commented in a slightly annoyed tone, despite her discreet smile, denouncing that she was in fact a bit happy that the girls had returned.

Winton


The atmosphere was quickly getting worse between Gennar and Faeril and it wasn't necessary much for him or anyone else at the room to realize that and Denvar seemed to know very well what was about to come. Even though Mikhail was together with the group for a short time, he knew enough both Faeril and Gennar to understand that both of them had strong opinions and that nothing good would come from them clashing... as they were about to do right now.

Unfortunately or maybe fortunately, the moment they started discussing, they started speaking in their native Eyrien tongue, which Mikhail didn't know, leaving him completely in the dark about their conversation. Nonetheless, it wasn't necessary for Mikhail to understand their words to know that their small 'discussion' was fierce. Unsurprisingly, the conversation ended up with someone saying something that they shouldn't... When Gennar finished saying a particular sentence, Faeril reacted in a way that Mikhail had never seen before. With a stricken and really offended, it was a new face of the Black Widow for Faeril. She had always been an incredibly strong woman, in all aspects so Mikhail never expected that something could be said that instead of making her angry would make her react that way.

Without saying a word, Mikhail went after Faeril as Denvar and Fatima began scolding Gennar, apparently, rightly so, for whatever he had said. According to how both of them reacted, Gennar said something that he really shouldn't have said as it became evident by the cold tone in Fatima's voice, who normally was incredibly sweet.

"Faeril...?" Mikhail asked, approaching the courtyard she went to cautiously, trying to probe if his presence was going to be accepted by the Black Widow or if she would like to be alone for a while.

"I don't know Eyrien so I don't know what that was said but... I've never seen you like that. Is there something I could do for you?" Mikhail asked, looking to Faeril as he approached her. Even though Mikhail was awkward with that sort of stuff, he did feel at least someone should go after Faeril, after all, it was really a shock to see her react like that, the same strong woman that never wavered or even got phased by most situations.
Aiko Kamiya


Aiko spent at least one hour and a half testing her new internals. She did spend a good deal of time both looking for those particular pieces and calibrating them, so she hoped they would do justice to the hassle she had to go through. Fortunately her time and effort were well spent. Her rollerblades were as smoother than ever. Normally, in a few specific situations, especially in high speed, tight curves, her rollerblades would start vibrating. Although it wasn't impossible to deal with it, it was very annoying, as it forced her to reduce her speed and required a good deal of effort to keep them in full contact with the ground. After these modifications, that didn't happen anymore. Even though the new pieces didn't offer that big of a raise in performance, it meant a lot for Aiko, whose style mainly consisted in speed and precision. After being satisfied with the results, she slowed down her speed, riding in a much more 'agreeable' and tranquil manner. Those last few pieces she bought did cost a good amount and her money reserves were starting to get close to the limit as she always liked to keep some 'emergency' money in case something happened.

One of these places was a small pub, right in the border between the slums and the middle cities. On surface it was just a 'less reputable' pub for those who lived in the middle cities and one of the better ones around the slums but in reality it was used as a hub for those who were searching to make some money with odd jobs and requests and for people who needed services for all sorts of tasks or those who wanted to be a bit more 'discreet'. Usually they would have plenty of jobs, which at least a few that perfectly suited Aiko's skills.

"Hey Lewis." Aiko said, as she opened the pub's door, being careful to stop before entering and cleaning the wheels from her rollerblades on the front rug. She knew how much Lewis, the owner of the pub hated when she left skid marks all over the floor. She also quickly learned that wiping her rollerblades before entering was the easiest way to avoid getting an earful from him.

"Hey little lady! Lemme guess, ya spent more than you should with yer rollerblades again, right?" Lewis asked with a hearty laugh.

"Yer certainly not here for a drink. Ye know I can't give alcohol to minors." Lewis said with a chuckle and a mischievous grin.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny, Lewis. You know I am not a minor anymore..." Aiko said, rolling her eyes.

"But yeah. Need some cash" Aiko said as she approached the counter. When she finished saying that though, Lewis expression changed as he sighed. Aiko knew very well that it wasn't a good sign.

"Sadly, some shady looking folks been' taking most odd jobs round these parts. Strangely enough, they seem to be targeting specifically the type of jobs ye normally take..." Lewis said as he looked to Aiko, raising an eyebrow.

"What did ye do this time, lassie? Ye attracted the attention of people ye shouldn't 'ave." he finished, nodding towards her disapprovingly.

Upon hearing those words, her expression changed for a moment, a small semblance of anger passing through it before she gave a long, hard and tired sigh.

"Corneo..." she muttered to herself. Even though Lewis was able to hear it too, Aiko was smart enough to not curse a powerful man like Don Corneo out loud. Besides that, the man himself knew very well that Aiko didn't like him even one bit. Even if she didn't say anything, her stares when he did stuff like the one he was doing right now was enough to convey what she thought about him.

"Dammit Aiko... You mean that Corneo?" Lewis said, opening his eyes wide for a second before looking at her with a worried expression.

"Wish ah could help ya but... Corneo... he always get what he wants... Ya have to find a way to make him tired of ya..." Lewis said with a rather sad expression. Lewis was the first person Aiko went when she was looking for jobs after her mother died. At first he thought little of that but as she continued going, the old barkeeper ended up taking a personal liking to the girl, going as far as to actively searching for jobs for the girl to take when she needed money.

"Aiko lassie, I'll keep an eye open for any jobs I might find, will try to keep them hidden for ya." he said, looking to her with a kind smile. It was clear that Lewis wanted to help her but his hands were tied when the matter was Don Corneo.

"Thanks, Lewis... For always helping." Aiko said, looking to the man with an honest smile, which she reserved only to those she really considered close to her before she headed out.

She knew that Corneo was targeting her, but Lewis' pub was one of the most known hubs for those kind of jobs around the area. There were still a lot of other places and some direct contacts Aiko had. It would take more than that to drive her into a corner.
After searching around for a bit more, she had two options. One was from a woman that wanted to hire Aiko as a tutor to teach her children, the other was a strange man with a scar on his face. It didn't take much to realize that the offer he had wasn't exactly 'legal'. His explanation only confirmed that. That said, it didn't seem to be something that bad. It was a delivery service. A type of service she knew well. Taking an important package from one place to another. Fast, quietly and precisely. She also knew that those type of people wanted secrecy and confidentiality above everything else. Questions from her were expected to be kept to a minimum, but in exchange, she could expect them to be as quiet about her services.

"I only need confirmation that the package isn't something that could cause direct harm to myself when transporting it." Aiko replied. Despite her not saying, it was clear to the man that she knew those types of services and that the client could expect her to follow the 'rules' as long as he followed his. That meant, being quiet about all that, not speaking further about it and not contacting her for some time afterwards in order to avoid connection between both of them.
Ada

@Restalaan@ShwiggityShwah@Stern Algorithm@Rezod92

Ada was still curious about what the others were talking about and why they seemed to be feeling a bit down, but she was too entertained in looking at the meat over the table. There was grilled and seasoned meat, which was something that Ada had never eaten before but since the smell was really good, she didn't think twice in trying it. Surprisingly enough, there was also a single piece of raw meat over the table. Initially, she looked around, trying to see if anyone else liked raw meat, just as she did but after a moment, she saw the bunny man nodding towards the meat with a discreet smile on his face. A clear indication that he did get that piece specifically for her. Not thinking twice, Ada grabbed both the raw one and a grilled one to eat, with a satisfied expression on her face.

When Ozzy mentioned going to a city, she looked at him with a curious expression. She did hear about the entire guild going somewhere on the next day and they did sound to be pretty happy about it but she didn't know what a 'festival' was or a 'city'. Being extremely curious as she was though, she was eager to go there. That said, she was a bit confused when Ozzy mentioned that she would need something called 'clothes'.

After eating a surprisingly large amount of meat, Ada was ready to sleep, immediately going to her now favorite sleeping place, the couch right on front of the fireplace, as she laid down on it with her tail curled up around her, ready to sleep.

On the next day, Ada had woken up early, waiting for the others as she played around by hanging herself from the wooden beams in the ceiling and lazily laying down on them, letting her tail dangling over. As the other guild members started appearing, Ada simply looked at them going on their own business from up the ceiling. Ozzy was making some strange brown liquid with a strong smell which he, strangely enough, was going to drink while some others like the bunny man, the blonde woman, the plant sisters and the insect girl were going outside to check on something.

Letting out a surprisingly cute yawn, Ada got out from the roof, curious about what was going own outside. She did hear the voice of someone she didn't know, the sound and smell of a horse, which she often saw a few people riding on near the forest she lived. After getting down from the ceiling, instead of going right outside though, Ada was sure to go to where Ozzy, Haley and the others were to greet them, which she did with a cute smile before she dashed outside, curiously looking from a safe distance to the metal man above the horse.



Freyr



"This might get even more problematic..." Freyr said with a sigh as Kira came back, saying how Neil wouldn't be joining for dinner.

"No matter if one wants to end this little conflict, if there is no communication between both of them..." he said, shaking his head as he put some food in his dish and slowly began eating.

When Ozzy mentioned locking them both in the closet though, Freyr couldn't help but let out a chuckle, thinking on what might happen.

"Either that or they will just stand awkwardly, looking away from each other while trying to avoid physical and visual contact." he said, laughing a bit. It was honestly funny on how childish that entire situation showed to be if one looked at it like that.

A few moments later though, Freyr was surprised to see Neil, appearing just behind Kira who was sitting down next to him. Judging by his tone of voice, he was feeling much better, saying that he would indeed join them.

"Good to see you're better, Neil." Freyr said with a smile, nodding his head towards an empty chair on the dining table.

Most of the members, Neil included seemed to be pretty satisfied with the idea of going to the festival on Boreal Port. Engaging in some friendly contests, just like Haley said, could be fun and interesting too. A good way to lighten up the mood going on the guild, both due to the issue between Bart and Neil and the whole stuff about Varjo.

A few moments after Freyr finished eating, he heard him talking with Ada, about being her first time in a city. Freyr couldn't help but wondering how she would react to all that. Someone would certainly have to keep an eye on her, seeing how curious she was and the fact that she didn't understand what 'personal space' was.

"I don't think she ever used clothes in her entire life. It might be a bit troublesome to explain what they are for her and to make she wear them." Freyr said with a chuckle.


"Well... I guess we will find out it rather quickly if we try to make her wear clothes. In the worse of the cases, she will just tear them to shreds."
he said, laughing.

The dinner went on without any problems and soon after they were finished, each member went to their respective rooms to sleep for the night.

The next morning was a bit unlike the others. Just like it was decided on the other day, today they were going to have a day off to relax in the festival. The funds they received from the quests from the last day would be used to fund their day on the festival.

The moment Freyr got downstairs though, he heard a voice coming from outside. The moment got to the door, he saw Neil with a strange map in his hand and next to a rather ragged and dirty boy.

According to what they were talking about, that boy was Forde Briar, the client from the graveyard quest the other day. It was fortunate for the boy that Neil was the one talking to him. According to what had happened and what he heard, Freyr had a small suspicion that the guild members who were on that quest wouldn't be that happy to see him again. At least they were paid though, with Forde throwing two small pouches of gold to Neil. Since Neil had already taken care of it, Freyr simply went back inside to eat something.

"Neil, good morning." Freyr replied as Neil got back inside and the ragged boy had gone away.

When the Altissima sisters mentioned how Neil was able to make Forde pay them a second bag of gold, Freyr nodded, agreeing with them.

"After lying about the request, I think it's the least he could do." he said.

A few moments after that, when Freyr was already finishing eating his breakfast, a voice came from outside the guild, together with the distinct noise of a horse's hooves trotting on the ground and a rather muffled voice, asking for the guild. The Altissima sisters were the first to go. Freyr did get up too but said nothing, instead just went after the sisters just to be sure of what the strange knight wanted.

Kira soon came out, introducing herself, mentioning that it should be fine for him to join.

"It is always good to have more people to help with the guild. You should be welcome to join, but you should speak with Guildmaster Bartholomew first." Freyr said as he gave a step forward.

"Freyr, pleased to meet you, Sir Reed." he replied, introducing himself with a nod of his head.

The commotion outside soon attracted the rest of the members, with Yang coming out soon after, probably with the same idea as Freyr, to stand around just to see what the knight wanted. That said, he sounded courteous and didn't look like the type of person who would want to get into a fight with no reason. Besides... It would be almost suicide to start a fight against an entire guild... By himself.
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