Cuttersbury: Streets
“This town sure is pretty, huh?” Estelle asked with a wide smile, gaping at the lush greenery and quaint, tranquil buildings that surrounded them as their feet clipped and clopped atop the cobblestone road. She had had her hands stretched out and relaxed behind her head, soaking in the sun as best as she could, and taking in the sights as best she could. “I’ve never been to Cuttersbury before. This place sure is nice, though. Have any of you guys been here before?”
Estelle had been walking alongside Trixie, Aria and Lute, whom were all enraptured in showing their appreciation for the town in their own particular way. Behind them, Marcus and Amy both walked a little slower, as Moira, taking Syed with her, took a turn in the completely wrong direction. Both the smiling wind mage and nonplussed, arms folded cleric, stopped to wait a moment for the pair to catch up again as Estelle continued to lead the group’s way.
It had been a couple of days since Lucien and Xandra had left, and although their departure was still sad, knowing that they would be back as soon as the pair felt better helped to uplift their spirits enough that they weren’t plagued with too much worry. Aria and Lute were also making good progress in healing their own wounds, although much of that was thanks to Amy, who dedicated as much of her magical prowess and stamina to heal them whenever she could.
“This is the Guild, huh?” Estelle stopped in front of the small wooden building with the marked sign in front and ivy trickling down from one window. Seconds later, they were inside, Estelle gawking just as much at the scene inside as she had been doing outside.
Cuttersbury: Guild
“Ha, this place is almost as small as the Guild in Fenaru, isn’t it, Trixie?” Estelle grinned. Her ears quickly pricked up, as she heard a familiar male voice speak up from one of the two people sitting down at the room’s table, his hands working on fixing his backpack’s belongings and checking over his trusty weapon.
“Now, now, Nani, settle down, there’s no rush,” The handsome raven haired man with faded scars across his cheeks sighed towards his female companion. “We can’t go rushing into things without being prepared. It just causes problems, trust me. We need to make sure we have everything we need. Our mission’s not gonna be a simple cakewalk, yeah?” The man followed his partner’s gaze, and looked up and over his shoulder at the Guild’s front door to the timing of its jingle. His eyes slowly widened and his mouth turned into a smile as wide as Estelle’s once he saw who was there.
“Syed! Moira! Estelle! Marcus! Amy! Trixie! I can’t believe it’s you guys!” Tobias “Tobi” Zenmyr shouted, jumping out of his seat and leaving his backpack and gunblade perched atop the table. He rushed towards the Pride, throwing himself into an embrace with each member of the Pride in turn, even if it was against their will… Amy included.
Undeterred by the red handmark sizzling from his cheek, Tobi leaned back to take a good look towards the Pride, his familiar friends and their newest acquaintances, Aria and Lute. His beaming smile never faded.
“Wow, I haven’t seen you guys in like, forever!” Tobi laughed. “How have you all been?”
