Fantasy Alabastor: Age of Heroes

[WorldWeaver]

(Recruitment Thread: Fantasy - Alabastor: Age of Heroes)

It is the 540th year of the Second Age of Mortals. Civilizations have recovered from the calamity known as the Great Eclipse, but the unity from before has been utterly shattered. Countries go to war with each other over resources, territory, and religion, to name a few reasons. To make matters worse, a pandemic has lately been sweeping over the face of Alabastor, stoking the flames of destruction even more. It is an age of troubles for Alabastor, but also, an age of heroes. These heroes, talented in many fields, gather into guilds, and these guilds vary in terms of allegance, purpose, and codes of honor and conduct. One guild, coming from humble beginnings, shall rise up as a light to cut through the darkness. That guild's name...is Golden Star.

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The serene tranquility of the countryside didn't come this morning. It was drowned out by the sounds of horse hooves and metal or leather boots marching, by armor clanking and supplies bouncing in their wagons, and by banners flapping noisily in the breeze. As the large army marched forth, chanting a cadence to bolster the soldiers' spirits, another armor-clad fellow watched from the hills east of the commotion. He remembered when he was among their ranks, when he led his own force into battle with his fellow Paladins, the elite officers of the Victorian Military. Alas, that time had come to an end. He was needed by too many people to stay in the Military. He couldn't serve them all and promise complete loyalty and obedience to some general.

Baoithin Dornain, the former Roaring Star Paladin, had forged his guild, Golden Star, to fight the injustices and problems that inevitably came with war. Problems he had seen too frequently during his time serving his country. Adjusting his left shoulder pauldron some, he smiled as he noticed the gleam in the golden metal, a small indulgence of pride. Then he turned around, looked over his shoulder one more time at the soldiers, and made his way to his guild's camp, looking over his first batch of apprentices and members.

 

[Aravini]

Al walked up to the mountain both tired and furious.
It was a long journey from the Earhbud to the countryside, especially with no carriages willing to take him. The Dragon Slayer Guild did a fine job spreading of his act of thievery, now making him a notorious criminal plus and Drahkin hater. Sure he might be both of these things, but he didn't appreciate how the guild quickly turned their backs on him after everything he's done for them.
The rumours caused other guilds to reject him, forcing him to join the only guild willing to accept him, The Golden Star. It was odd, the guild master, Baoithin Dornain, didn't seem like the kind to accept someone like him. He's seemed to be the type of guy all about being noble and true. which Al was definitely none of.
As he reached the hill, he met the other members. He was furious when he realised two of the members were Drahkins, specifically the Skydryn kind...the worse kind. Al thought that there was no Drahkins in this side of the country so hoped there won't be filthy Drahkins joining the guild, he must have underestimated The Golden Star's reach.
He made his hatred for the two Drahkin known by ignoring their greetings and accepting those of the two humans, a Sidhe and an elf. He would need to talk about this with Baoithin.
He climbed to the top of the hill, along with the other recruits and the soon to be expelled Drahkins and reached Baothin, wearing great golden metal armour that shined beautifully. He eyed the man in gold furiously as he waited for everyone else to talk.

 

[welcome.the.miracle]

A young woman was perched delicately in a tall pine tree. Her short, pearl white hair blew gently in the wind as her pastel pink eyes focused on the guild's camp. She had been scouting it out for a while, a lot more cautious now these days, waiting and watching as the guild members bustled about. The young lass had adventured out into the mountains after hearing about the guild. Her mission was the only thing on her mind right now. Well, that and maybe the thought of lunch as well.

The young pastel-eyed girl was clad in a pair of denim blue trousers- often worn on pirates and such- with a few patches sewn in here and there. Covering the torso of her body, The young pastel-eyed girl was clad in a pair of denim blue trousers- often worn on pirates and such- with a few patches sewn in here and there. Covering the torso of her body was a halter-necked, grey, off the shoulder short sleeved shirt that had some odd symbols and patterns around the sleeve cuffs.

Her eyes snapped from the center of the camp to a figure approaching it. She blinked a few times, squinting so she could see them better. Pastel eyes watched from a distance as he brushed off the warm greetings from the half-dragons, and they narrowed when she realized which guild this newcomer had just came from. Silently, and quickly, the Sidhe slid from the tree and sprinted over to the other individuals as they walked up the hill. The white haired girl crept up behind them, peering curiously at the newcomers tattoo. An almost in-audible hiss escaped her mouth when the realization hit her. The poor tattoo dragon was being impaled.

 

[darkborn]

Vyrian was sitting on a little stump when Eildear Dornain came walking over the little crest in the hill. To be honest, Vyrian was a bit surprised at the approach. Well... the fact that he may or may not have been focusing more on his gears than his surroundings may have played a role in that... Anyways, coming back to present-day matters.. He was also in no little awe of the man, despite the fact that he had been introduced and conversed with him several times throughout the last couple years- thanks to Eildear Sairn, the abbot of his monastery; he owed that man a lot. Back on track, get back on track... He was still a little in awe of such a war veteran with such powerful magic, as well as a major force of everything that was good in the world. Couple that in to the fact that he somehow got accepted into the guild, despite his obviously bumbling nature.. Vyrian could see why he was a bit anxious and jumpy. Being next to an actual fight didn't help. Sure, he'd fought greenskins and undead, but those scenarios were different- it was more like fighting intelligent beasts. This, on the other hand, was actually potentially taking a setient's life. Scary thought.

He shook that off, and covered up his trepidation with a shaky smile as he greeted Eildear Dornain. Just go over the same procedure as he did with everyone else. Except, maybe with a little more formality, as he was an Eildear. And guild-master on top of that. B-but, remember his manners. Just like how he'd greeted everyone in the camp with a smile. Yeah, just do that. ...Though, he did admit, he may or may not have shown confusion at a man blatantly ignoring the two Drahkin. But he dismissed the matter, at the moment. Maybe he simply didn't hear them. ..And then there was the fact that two of the guild members were girls. Oof. Time to embarrass himself, he figured.

Get your head back on track, you idiot.

Vyrian lowered his head, and focused on his gears for a moment, trying to reorganize his thoughts into something more coherent. And maybe trying to mentally prepare for what was coming. Gods, he wanted to get Vye out for support, but he didn't know if that was proper procedure and/or etiquette.

 

[WorldWeaver]

Baoithin made his way across the camp with his usual jovial attitude, greeting his apprentices cheerfully. "Hello, there, Vyrian! Hard at work, I see." He said with a chuckle, taking a glance at the gizmo Vyrian seemed to be working on. "I'd love to see a demonstration when you're finished." He then noticed two of the newcomers, one showing some obvious distaste for his new Drahkin guildmates. Okay, gonna have to hammer that outta him...He mentally noted as his faltering smile recomposed as he looked to the other newcomer, a Sidhe. "So, you two must be the newcomers, then. I'm glad you found your way alright." He greeted, holding out his hand. "My name's Baoithin Dornain, Guildmaster of the Golden Star. Nice to meet the both of you!"

 

[welcome.the.miracle]

The young Sidhe woman's attentions shifted, her narrowed pastel eyes shifting from one male to the other. She blinked a few times, taking in what the Guildmaster had to say and his moment of uncertainty towards the male she had been glaring previously. After a few moments of hesitation, the white haired lass shyly took Baoithin's hand and shook it firmly. " I-it's nice to meet you too, Mr.Dornain S-sir!" She responded, her voice barely above a whisper as a shaky smile spread across her lips. " It was a b-bit of a hassle getting u-up here, but it's w-worth the trip. You chose a stunning spot f-for the guild's camp..." It was true, the surrounding mountain and forests were extraordinary, and she hoped there would be time to explore. Oh! Maybe there was a stream nearby she could discover! The pastel eyed girl shook herself out of the daydreams, and instead chose to introduce herself. " I-i'm Daries Corrus, a Sidhe from the Castilionce Hidden F-Forests!"

 

[Aravini]

As Al reached the guild master, he was startled by the pastel eyed girl hissing at her. Al was confused at first until he realised that she was starring at his dragon tattoo on his back. He ignored her, not feeling to get into a fight today. Should have worn my coat, Al thought to himself.

The man with the weird eyes greeted the Baoithin first. With the way they interacted, they must have known each other before. The girl that hissed at her turned from him and into Baoithin, she was startling crazy and was extremely shy.

Since she hissed at her, may as well play a little prank to embarrass her. Al's eyed glowed purple and he conjured a Hearing Illusion that imitated Baoithin's voice, he created a voice that only The Sidhe girl would hear, saying "You have beautiful eyes by the way." that should do the trick, Al thought.

 

[welcome.the.miracle]

Daries blinked, a little confused at were Baoithin's voice was coming from, seeing as he hadn't moved since he had shaken her hand. Daries glanced around, not acknowledging the tattooed man's eyes glow. " D-Did you say something, Sir?" She stuttered, blinking her pastel eyes. And then the realization hit her. The glowing eyes. Her own pastel pink eyes narrowed as they locked with his, her disgust for this man only growing. He dared to try and embarrass her?
Quietly, so no one besides the two of them could hear, she spat back; " Y'know, being Sidhe and all i can communicate with animals, i wonder why my powers aren't working on you?" Daries usually wasn't one for violence, but this man had gotten on her nerves when he deliberately ignored their fellow guilds-men. Trying to trick her only enraged her more.

But she wasn't about to ruin her newly founded reputation as the shy girl. So instead of lashing out, she turned back towards the others in their little group and introduced herself.

 

[darkborn]

Vyrian blushed at Eildear Dornain's comment. "I-it's more like I need something to occupy my attention, sir," he squeaked out, before returning his attention to his gears. Honestly, he really didn't know what he was making. He was just fiddling around, trying to ease his nerves... A flash caught his eye. Something shiny? He looked up again, and saw that the beak-nosed man's eyes were glowing briefly, before dimming. Weird...but other than that, nothing. At least, until the pretty petite Sidhe stormed up to Hawky. Vyrian blinked, and tentatively stood up, but before he made his way over there, the Sidhe girl turned around and started introducing himself. Commence the embarrassment. Ailtire, please don't let it be a horrible first impression.

"N-nice to meet you. M-my name is Vyrian Alteron- I've only really been in the Golden Star for a month or so, so it's always nice to meet someone new!" A shaky start, but after that first hurdle of introduction, the rest was much easier. After receiving an answer from the Sidhe, he then turned to Hawky, and introduced himself again, though with some trepidation: 'As you've probably heard, I'm Vyrian Alteron. N-nice to meet you.." ...Patriarchs help him, he was afraid of the man's response. He saw- or felt, it really didn't matter- the way Hawky looked at him. It was the scars, wasn't it? Hawky probably thought he was-he was... Alright. He couldn't think of anything to compare to. But, he could guess that Hawky was thinking he did something horrible.

To distract himself, he made a mental note to also greet the others. And to also ask Eildear Dornain who they were facing. And to, well, screw etiquette. After this introduction, he was bringing out Zye.

 

[Aravini]

Al was startled at the small Sidhe girl's sudden assertion as she started to talking the scar-faced man, she was smart enough to see through his illusions and even confront him in a way that made him feel embarrassed. There was more to her than just being a small and defenceless girl who was just there to be shy and awkward...that was all an act. Al gained a respect for her, she used her appearance to her advantage and cleverly see-through his tricks, but the thing...what was the need to act? what was she hiding?

Al can't say the same for the man who had a face filled with scars. Al could tell that he was not a sharp-minded man, his eyes wander to empty space and he saw him get distracted while to talking to the Sidhe, forcing her to repeat what she said and make a fool of himself. The man finished talking to Sidhe, face full of red, and greeted Al. When he talked, he stammered his words and his eyes were full of anxiety, it must have been his eyes that spooked the scar filled man so much. If he couldn't even talk to him properly, how can he be efficient in an actual battle?

"Nice to meet you too Vyrian. I go by Al, it is refreshing to have someone of my own kind around here." Al leaned in closer. "Piece of advice, you need to stop getting distracted so much, something like that will get you killed."

Al left the man, knowing he'll get nothing from the conversation. He sat at top of a rock and each member of the party properly introduced themselves to each other. To keep himself occupied, Al practised his illusions, he goal was to master the ability to create every illusion for every sense that exist, a power like that will make him unstoppable, able to bend kingdoms under his will and remove the corrupted out of power with his own mind alone. He was practising the illusion of touch, trying to make himself feel cold in this warm hill Baoltin insisted to meet in.

 

[Gaius Danius Griinia]

Nox had just spent ten swords and half an hour taking care of a criminal who attempted to make off with an enchanted sabre. The battle itself wasn't anything to write home about and Nox was more amused by how baffled the guy was when he kept producing swords from seemingly nowhere. Today however, Nox had an important meeting. As a favor to an old friend of his, Nox joined up with the Golden Sun. Normally Guilds weren't his thing, as he was a wanderer. Though when she had called in a favor he owed her for a valuable addition to his treasury, Nox couldn't exactly say no. So here he was, late to the meet-up due to a sword fight. This seemed like standard practice for him by this point. Casually jumping onto the back of a moving cart, he hitched a ride. Then, he saw it. A makeshift camp with people gathered within. There were Drahkin, Sidhe, Elves and Humans gathered there. Stepping onto the country road, Nox calmly walked over to the heavily armored looking guy he saw from his cart. Pulling off his hood, he gave a friendly wave. His pointed ears were a dead giveaway as to his race, but his HORNS were bound to confuse someone. The other alarming thing was the visor-like mask that he wore on his face. Its black metal seemed to both reflect the light AND absorb it at the same time. "Hello there, you look to be in charge..... I was told that people joining the Golden Sun show up here?" said Nox as he gestured to their surroundings.

 

[OverconfidentMagi]

Silbergeld Griswold watched the distant marching army with amusement and curiosity. He had to give the humans credit here. They recognized that no one would care if one or two or a hundred died, so when they marched off to die they made sure to send as many poor souls as they could. But it still didn't matter because humans were as unscrupulous about their breeding as the rats they shared their filthy human cities with. He'd heard the stories of humans taking new lovers before their mates had even died! What an unsavory race. If not for how numerous they were he had no doubt they would have gone extinct centuries ago.

But their depravity was what made the few among them that managed to rise out of their own filth shine even brighter. Silber's azure eyes moved over to Baoithin. That human seemed less filthy than the others. Silber hadn't yet had a chance to judge the man's ability, but at the very least he seemed a more competent leader than the humans barking orders off in the distance. Silber would not take kindly to a human giving him orders. That would be a good way for a human to suddenly shorten their lifespan.

Other faces he'd seen before but did not care to know anything about and faces he was pretty sure he'd never seen before began to gather in the camp Baoithin had set up. Silber had neither offered nor acted to help set anything up, though he had caused a tree to grow to provide shade should Safona wish to get out of the sun. His eyes slid to the side to spy on her before looking away with a smile on his face. She was the only reason he'd "joined" this joke of a guild. He hadn't figured out why she was wasting her time associating with such a mixed group, but he would be here until she decided to leave them behind for greater things.

As Safona greeted the others, Silber found himself imitating her and greeting each one politely as well. That was fine, the elite should be polite to those of lower stations. But one of the humans pointedly ignored the greeting, and more importantly ignored Safona's greeting. Rudeness was expected from humans, truly any form of politeness from them was a miracle of the highest order, but Silber would not allow anyone, human or otherwise, to insult Safona.

Silber walked over to the sub-human, getting a good look at the marking on his back as he did. The smile that returned to his face was not a kind one. The young Drahkin set himself directly in front of the sub-human, eyes aglow. "You must have had quite an unpleasant day," he said in a soothing tone. "To ignore such kind greetings from your new guildmates. Surely that must be why. It would be unthinkable for you to have intentionally acted so rude." His smile widened to show teeth. "Apologize."

 

[welcome.the.miracle]

The young girl blinked a few times, focused on Vyrian as he introduced himself. The poor soul was almost as nervous as she claimed to be. After introducing herself to him, he had scuttled off to introduce himself to the fellow she had just insulted. Speaking of which, Daries could feel his cold stare. She had a slight suspicion that he was onto her act. Daries knew that if she wished to cmplete her personal mission, she'd have to be careful around him. She just hoped her little stunt didn't upset him even more. The young sidhe winked at Al as he practiced his illusions, a sly smile on her face, before returning to her usual bumbling mess.
Her focus was drawn towards the male Drahkin, and his threatening tone towards Al. "Huh, this guy seems smart enough to recognize a bully when he sees one." Daries thought to herself as she waited for him to finish up with Al so she could talk to him a bit more. " Hopefully he isn't mean... If he is, i'll have to act even more scared and shy then i already am." A butterfly caught her attention, and her gaze once again switched over. Humminh quietly, she skipped after the butterfly as it circled around the small group of guildsmen.

 

[SilverFeathers]

Safona Riath Lorotei
Safona had arrived rather early that morning, resting beneath the tree her younger companion had summoned for her to watch the sunrise. Even after a few months of living on the surface, away from her family on the sky islands, she still found it fascinating watching all the different races mingle and walk by. Before the others arrived, she climbed atop the tree to watch the army solemnly march past the rolling hills. The rhythmic sounds of footsteps, metal clanking and orderly chants filled her ears. Differing to her younger companions opinion, Safona was briefly mesmerized by the sight of the army, with their fierce confidence and charisma. But she cared for her little companion deeply regardless, even if their opinions of the surface were on completely different sides of the spectrum. Her eyes gradually moved to their guildmaster, a red maned-figure glad in golden armour. He seemed to be gazing intently upon the army before him, causing her to wonder if he wanted to return to them. Before long though, the sounds of soft footsteps approached the hill, as Safona carefully hopped down from the tree to look at the newcomers more closely.

When the other new recruits trickled in, she politely greeted them with Silber following her along. Although she was quite interested in the other races, with their strange culture and appearance, she knew very well that her companion thought they were beneath his notice. Whenever she caught him looking at them with contempt, she'd pinch him discreetly. Of all things, she didn't want to make enemies with her guild on the first day, even if she didn't really think much of Golden Star at the moment. Unfortunately though, someone had brushed off her greeting right in front of Silber. Rather than becoming annoyed at the ignorant blond-haired human, she was more worried that Silber would start a fight. Afterall, it wasn't the first time she had been slighted down on the surface, and it wasn't the first time Silber saw it.

As Silber marched towards the human barely taller than she was, she followed him from behind hoping to dissuade him from doing anything too extreme. Fortunately his words didn't seem too aggressive, but Safona lightly patted him on the head to get his attention anyway. "He's beneath your notice, ignore him." She smiled calmly, barely even glancing at the fellow who seemed to hate her with a passion. Her words might seem to be purely adding more fuel to the flame, but with Silbers personality, she knew very well what kind of words would placate him best. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the visible tattoo on the humans upper back. She narrowed her eyes icily as she came to a realization, before casually pulling Silber to her side. "Good morning guildmaster." She greeted simply, having already introduced herself to him a month ago. Alongside the other newcomers, she noticed Vyrian who had joined around the same time she did. She waved at him with a small smile, before returning her attention back to the crowd around the guildmaster.

OverconfidentMagi Aravini darkborn WorldWeaver

 

[Aravini]

Al practised his illusions relating to touch. It was difficult to master a sense that actually made a person feel something, a person's sight and sound could be easily manipulated as there were so many distractions and limitations that come from the two senses, but the sense of touch was a lot more precise and more concrete. The only thing he was able to accomplish with the illusion of touch so far was giving him an illusion of a small breeze passing by him...but that could just be an actual passing breeze and not an illusion.

The small Sidhe girl that managed to outsmart him winked at him as he practised, and wore a sly smile across her face before turning. That was weird. Al thought to himself. Were the wink and smile supposed to mock him? Or was she aware that he knows her caricature she claimed to be was nothing more than a farce, a front to hide her real self?

There was a new person who joined the guild. The person was an elf evident by the long ears, although he looked different from the usual elves Al had seen before. The elf wore a black mask that covered most of his face and he also had massive horns on his head. He could just be using the mask to hide his face in front of new people which was smart of him, but the horns...that was the part Al couldn't figure out.

Al was covered by a shadow of a person, he looked for the origin and found one of the Drahkins sitting in front of him. It was the male Drahkin, and by how he looked at the other party members, a pretentious one. Al already hates this one, the way he stared at the non-Drahkin party members like they were nothing more than rats to him were infuriating. If he had the chance, he would gladly punch the snooty face of his when no one else was watching, just to show how the real world really was. The Drahkin talked about how Al was rude for ignoring him and the other Drahkin's greetings from early, claimingly he had an unpleasant day. He even had the nerve to demand an apology from him. It took a lot from Al to not summon his long chains and strangle the kid, instead, he took a note from the Sidhe girl.

"Sorry that you see it that way. You see, I'm not a Sidhe so it's hard for me to talk to animals, especially oversized lizards since they're a lot more incoherent than most animals." Al smashed a nearby bug and held it to the Drahkin. "But to show that there are no hard feelings, I give you this gift. I heard reptiles love bugs."

Before the Drahkin could react, his companion came and patted him on the back, saying "He's beneath your notice, ignore him." before she glanced at the tattoo on Al's back and carried the Drahkin away. He's beneath your notice, those words rang through his head, looks like all Drahkin saw people like him to be nothing more than pest. Al looked at the squashed bug and threw it away, continuing his practice of the touch illusion.

 

[welcome.the.miracle]

The bright blue and pink butterfly eventually fluttered too far away from the group, meaning the joyful Sidhe stopped mid-skip. She pouted a bit, and for a brief moment Daries looked like an upset child, but it quickly disappeared as she got a new idea. Being a Sidhe had it's perks, one of them was the fact that they could float without the use of Astra. And that is what Daries did. Floating up to around shoulders height, the pastel eyed lass calmly floated alongside the male Drahkin. Her snow white hair swayed gently as she floated upside down, wondering if it would be a good idea to try and spook the male.

Daries stopped floating after him for a second, and instead lowered herself onto the palms of her hands. She let out a excited-but quiet- squeal as she walked forwards on her hands, trying not to loose her balance. Her legs were waving around wildly in the air, her hands slightly smushing the meadow's grass.

After a few moments of playful shenanigans, Daries eventually fell over. The sidhe let out a quiet "oomph!" as she hit the ground, and then rolled over onto her stomach she she watched the human and drahkin glare at one another.

 

[BlackoutThieving]

It had been a long, warm walk despite the altitude. The man in green had not been used to such thin air, having grown up in a low farmers valley without much possibillity for travel, but his cloak and leather chestpiece covered him delightfully. Manu sat in the background of what he perceived as unneeded dramatic speech being employed by the drahkins the man sporting the anti-drahkin tattoo. Like a statue in a museum, it seemed natural that he should be there, but he didn't feel in tune with the people discussing. Signing up for a guild expecting it to be of humans only was to Manu quite naive. Manu pulled the hood of his cloak down, to ensure that his senses were in order, was there a fight to be had. He would side with the drahkin, if for no reason other than the advantage of being in numbers. As he didn't expect anyone in this group to be of a higher level of power, he didn't bother pondering the level of power that the anti-dragon man might possess. He attempted a more rational approach towards the people in conflict. He stood up from the treetrunk he had perched himself on and walked towards the members acting in emotional fervor.

"I don't think we should bother too much about the past of any members. We are going to have to work together and it will benefit us to do so with minimal conflict, right sir Dornain?"
He had added the sir as to state his subservience, but he reckoned that it would be dropped with time.

"So I suggest we calm down and treat eachother equally, despite previously held beliefs about... Other cultures"
He didn't want to explicitly call the anti-drahkin man a racist, although he was aware of the markings meaning. He realized he hadn't introduced himself.

"And also, my name is Manu Orbun, your trusted comrade to be"
He made an awkward wave while attempting an equally awkward smile.

 

[Aravini]

As Al glared at the pompous Drahkin boy, the Sidhe girl dropped from the air and layed there between them. Al poked an eyebrow as he stared at the white-haired girl that suddenlyt dropped. She was a cunning person, that what Al knew for sure, and yet she acts like a child, with no care in the world.

The man with the green cloaked emerged from the shadows and confronted them. With how he looked at them, he didn't appreaciate the commotion that was happening. He spouted about how they were in a guild and so should work together instead of getting into conflict, he also suggested for Al to stop his unpleasant ways in regards to how he treats Drahkins. The man finished off by stating his name, Manu Orbun.

Al didn't want to get into a fight today especially since he'll be likely out-numbered, he hasn't really made a great impression to the other members. He agreed with what Manu said, introducing his name to be Al, then moved away to the edge of the hill. The area was getting crowded.

 

[OverconfidentMagi]

Silber's softly glowing eyes were locked with the rude human's until Safona pulled him away. But as he turned his eyes just happened to meet those of the Sidhe girl, and in that transitioning moment he'd allowed his anger to flash across his features, an ugly hate-filled look. Realizing his lapse in decorum, he quickly covered it with an unfeeling smile before turning away to watch Safona as she led him away. As always, she was so kind to these creatures. Far too kind. She looked to him perfectly composed despite being insulted so brazenly to her face, while he was barely containing his anger. If not for her hand gently touching his back he'd have attacked and killed that human.

"You saw it," he said quietly. The mark of a murderer. "I have every right." His glowing eyes faded, and he was immediately hit by stabbing bolts of pain from using that flawed technique. He allowed himself to be led away by Safona as he rubbed his burning eyes. When he peeked back out he recognized Baoithin by the light reflecting off the golden ornamentation of his armor. "Sir," he said in a respectful tone to the guildmaster, still rubbing his eyes, "I believe I should apologize now for my future actions towards that human. It may cause trouble for you."

 

[welcome.the.miracle]

When the young Sidhe's eyes met those of the male Drahkin's, and saw the hatred and remorse, it left her to ponder if the emotions were directed towards her. Although they may have been meant for Al, she was confused at why the emotions had shined through when looking at her. Maybe he hated Sidhes as much as he hated anti-Drahkins? No, he had smiled at her... but the smile had lacked emotion and warmth behind it. So maybe he DID hate her...? All of this pondering over emotions and social interaction made her brain hurt, and she flopped further into the semi-tall meadow grass.

The pastel eyed girl watched the newest addition to the group introduce himself, not really caring for what he said or who he was. The man didn't interest her enough to acknowledged, so instead Daries focused on the many creatures living in the meadow. There were ladybugs, grasshoppers, bumblebees and snails. Earthworms, praying mantis, spiders and beetles.

Daries had grown bored of watching random snails slowly trek up a long blade of grass, and instead decided to anno- talk to Al. She floated around for a bit, and then sneakily landed right behind him as he sat upon the hill. " Boo!"

 

[SilverFeathers]

Safona Riath Lorotei
"I did see it. But after killing him what will you do? Kill everyone else in that wretched guild? You and I both know we do not have the strength for that, even with your prowess." She reasoned softly, though a faint tinge of hidden emotions seemed to seep through her words. "Also, you should know very well how much I abhorr that disgusting cult." She clenched her teeth as past memories flashed through her mind, inciting a rage she hid deeply within her. Calming herself down in the briefest of moments, she continued once more in her inquiries.

"Do you want to get us kicked out?" She inquired suddenly with an added sternness to her voice. "Perhaps you do, since you'd want to drag me home as soon as possible. But know this Silber, if you ruin my chance of fulfilling my ambitions, even I won't forgive you." After lowering herself to his eye level she continued, her eyes staring straight into his burning irises. Her last few words held an unnatural seriousness to it, completely different to her soft tone when greeting the others earlier.

However, when she saw his suffering, she quickly reverted back to her usual personality and handed him a soft little handkerchief to wipe his eyes. "Don't rub them it'll make it worse" She smiled softly, before patting his head some more in an affectionate manner, the look of mixed emotions on her face quickly fading away.

When the pair returned to the crowd of newcomers and guild members alike, she smiled briefly at the newcomer named Manu, her mind somewhat occupied with other thoughts. Fortunately the drahkin hater had moved quite a distance away, allowing her to breath a little easier.

 

[Aravini]

Al watched as the last of the soldiers left area, leaving behind the empty road and Greenhills that composed the land. The sun was beaming and hot, making him squint his eyes and body sweat, regardless he took out the white coat outlined with fur from his bag. The place might be boiling but his tattoo was causing too much trouble for him, once it was something he would wear with pride and joy, but now...he wasn't so sure. The white coat brought back memories, times before joining the Dragon Slayer Guild when he was just a thief who stole from the rich, the jacket itself was stolen from a spoiled prince who imprisoned his friend Tool for all the outlandish questions that annoyed the prince. I wish everything stayed the same, Al thought as he put on the coat.

"Boo!" The Sidhe girl jumped behind him. He spun to her as he jumped, startled by her presence. She looked proud of herself for pulling such a trick, oddly enough she was starting to remind her of Tool. She was the only one he respected in this guild and she was the only one willing to tolerate him, which was how Tool and he became acquainted with each other. She even had the same childish attitude Tool had, well Tool was definitely more mature but the resemblance was still there. It would be lonely here with no one to talk to, but making companions was something Tool did for him. Nothing tops a welcoming smile to a new mate, it is a universal language that says "Hey, you're welcome to join my circle if you want." Tool's words echoed through his head. Al carefully shaped his mouth, forming what he interpreted to be a welcoming smile.

Behind the Sidhe girl, Al could see The Guildmaster Baoithin still talking to the other members of the guild. He was getting tired of just sitting around and doing nothing but soak under the heat, he'll just have to stomach the two Drahkins for now, especially the small one.

"We should join them... We never really had a proper introduction huh. Name's Al, what's yours?" Al asked the Sidhe girl as he headed to the Guildmaster.

 

[welcome.the.miracle]

Daries giggled at her accomplishment, the look on his face was p r i c e l e s s. She felt proud of herself, a mischievous glint in her pastel pink eyes. For a moment the human seemed to get lost in thought, his eyes glazing over for a second as he walked down memory lane. But then something odd happened, something that Daries didn't really expect to happen, especially after their little argument earlier.
The boy smiled. And although it looked a little awkward, like he was trying a bit too hard, it was a smile.
Daries had frozen for a moment, a light blush covering the bridge of her nose and cheeks, but quickly regained her composure and smiled back happily. Maybe they could be friends after all! and maybe she could get him to forget about his hatred towards Drahkins....
Her fellow guildsmen introduced himself, although she already knew his name after overhearing it earlier, so Daries introduced herself properly as well.
" Hiya Al! My name's Daries Corrus from the Isolated Casillionce Forests!" There was really no use in putting up an act around him, he was already onto her and no one else was around anyways. " And i suppose your right... but it sure is nice up here!"

 

[WorldWeaver]

As Baoithin waited for the guild to get comfortable in camp, He greeted the newly arrived Nox with a smile. "Ah, Nox, right? I'm glad you could make it all the way out here. I hope the trip wasn't too much trouble for ya!" He said. Then, He noticed the argument between Silber and Allancer. After another newcomer, Manu as he called himself, pacified them, he gave him a nod of gratitude. Then, after the guild members had gathered before him, he cleared his throat. Alright, Baoithin, time to be a Guildmaster.

"Welcome, all of you, to Golden Star. I've already introduced myself to many of you, but for those just joining us, My name is Baoithin Dornain, the guildmaster." He started, looking over the small group. Come on, think! What else should you say...? "As you all might know, guilds vary depending on what purpose they are fashioned for. Some guilds are assembled for the sake of research, others to explore the unknown, others still to perfect a specific craft."

"So, with that in mind, you might be wondering what purpose the Golden Star serves." He continued, gesturing a bit, "Well, it all started when I was in the Victorian Military, serving as a Paladin, an elite commander. I had seen many terrible things done in wartime because of what some king commanded or neglected. And I realized it wasn't just my country I wanted to protect. I wanted to be a hero that could protect everyone who needed it; I wanted to give hope to the despairing, strength to the weak, and laughter to the mourning. I wanted to cut through this dark age we're facing with a light of my own making." He paused, taking a deep breath. "This guild serves the purpose of bringing justice where it is needed, to help others who need it, regardless of race or religion. In a world torn apart by war, this guild will hopefully one day be the glue that reunites it. That is my hope, at least."...I hope that didn't sound too corny.

"So, then. Does anyone have any questions or concerns?" He asked, looking around.

 

[welcome.the.miracle]

Daries listened as Baoithin spoke, her pastel pink eyes fixating on him. She and Al had joined the group, and the young sidhe was slightly floating so she could see over the crowd. As her new guild-master spoke, she could tell he was passionate about this topic and a newfound spark for adventure came to life inside her. Daries felt empowered as the speech finished.
Speaking of which, he had asked if there were any questions, and Daries did have a question fortunately. She hovered higher up into the air, waving a hand around shyly. " E-excuse me M-mister Baoithin S-sir?" Daries asked, putting on her act once more, " C-can i ask you a q-question? Erm.... W-where are my f-fellow guilds-men a-and i going to s-sleep?" She motioned towards her hand-woven messenger bag she had used for her belongings. " A-and is there a place we c-can store our s-stuff? L-like a dorm room like s-system?"