The Raven Guild Entrance; Welcoming her new guild members
Calla stood at the entrance of her brand new guild. Spending months building it with magic and her own hands along with the consultation of architects and mages skilled for this sort fis work. Though she wanted to do it herself. Only asking for advice and the knowledge to do so. It took a long time, but she made a sound structure. One easily manipulated by her own powers too. Interior size would not be a problem, Calla felt quite proud of that. It took so long but she got her wish, she made her promise come true. She saw the name on the application.
They gathered at the bottom of the front steps. The Fae stood at the top. Her hand went up to fix a few strands of hair pulling them behind her ear as well as checking if her shifting was still working. Of course it was, she was being paranoid. This would all go according to plan. Her back straightened, standing tall she counted. Seven....eight....nine...all nine. All the names are here. Calla looked down at them, she smiled in greeting and stopped herself from using magic to project her voice. It would only add to the dramatics in a cheesy fashion, her style was more refined that that, mostly.
“Welcome,” she called out, “As you all know, I am Calla Rose and here you stand at the Guild hall. I can guarantee all of you a room inside if you choose to take it. I am glad looking forward to working with each of you, towards creating and strengthening our bonds as a team, as a guild. I hope you will come to call this place home as I have and improve upon ourselves and our knowledge as we aid those who come to the guilds in need. All of you must be as eager as I am to start this chapter in not only in our lives but the history of Kolan and the world itself as we bring back the traditions of guild work, and improve upon them.”
She paused, letting that sink in before continuing. “Now come inside and make yourselves at home. There’s food available to everyone and once we settle, we can go over ground rules and guidelines.” With that the Fae stepped aside and motioned the group to walk into the guild, feeling a little ridiculous in the simple human guise. Though with out it, all of this wouldn’t be possible.
A word never sounded so far away, and so much of a luxury. Though he had lived for some years in Kolan, he had yet to be able to call any place he lived in home. Home, for him, was still back in the Land of the Element, in his comfortable secluded house at Air Enclave where he would spend each day leisurely. Where he could see the unworried smile of Vale in the State of Water, when everyone was without a weight on their shoulder. Noticing that he had fallen into reminiscence, Ravus shook the memories off his mind. That was all in the past. He needed to focus on the present.
What made him attracted into joining a guild was... doubtful. Though he insisted to himself he wanted to become stronger, something in his unconscious mind shouted something completely different. He fell into his thought again. It started to become a habit. He shook his mind off his thoughts again.
Following the gesture of invitation made by Calla Rose, Ravus moved toward the guild and entered, giving the guild leader a small nod and a slight smile as he moved. His movement couldn't be described as walking, as he had no legs to move with. One could say he hovered toward the direction he wanted and the shadow-like presence below his torso simply followed.
He entered the guild, and again, the words that Calla had mentioned echoed in his mind.
Roland never knew that a guild could be real. It was such a Hybridios concept - to extend help to others. But then again, he wasn't surprised that other species would ake part in it considering the fact that it had money involved. You had to admit - the allure of such a materialistic thing was great and could rarely be conquered. He should know. He's seen others be consumed by things like that. He won't go as far as say that those kinds of people were idiotic. Selfish, yes, but such was the way of the world.
Nevertheless, he felt that the guildmaster made this idea as something from the bottom of her heart. She made this decision to actually help others, and not just because she wanted the money. He could be wrong. He could be right. Nevertheless, his decision to join the guild was final. Calla, after all, was kind enough to allow him to enter despite his papers to become a Kolan citizen was still being processed. It was done now, but back then when he stumbled upon her, it didn't. He had it now, however; in fact, he got it just before the meeting.
Swooping into the clearing at the entrance, he perched onto the nearby tree branch. He squawked before turning back into his human form and was sitting on top of the branch. He leaned forward with his elbows on his lap as he listened to Calla's introduction - a smirk forming on his face. Roland knew very well how helping is a good thing and the likes, as his entire life has been revolved around doing so. As the guildmaster spoke, he looked at his new teammates. It was funny really. They looked like they were the type to stab him in the back while he's walking - but that was just because most of them looked like they were children of the night. He could already spot two dark elementals.
Roland jumped off the branch and landed on the ground without a problem - like he was used to doing this action. He began to stretch his limbs. He's been flying for a while now, and sometimes it felt a little odd to be in another form in a few seconds - and one that's vastly different than the other form. As he began walking insde, he smiled at the others and even waved at the two elves that were present. He missed his old elven friend, wherever he may be, but hey, maybe these guys were just a nice!
He approached the guildmaster and then bowed his head at her. "Ah Miss Calla, thanks for taking me in once again." He started, a huge grin on his face as he crossed his arms. "I promise I won't let you down." With that, he gave her another thankful nod before proceeding inside. Roland followed the dark elemental inside, looking around in wonder. So this was going to be his new home huh? Well, it's not like him not being back at his real home would really matter. There were a lot of shifters to go around in Hybridios, but not as much outside.
Alexia was found lying down, arms by her side agaisnt a tree, her hat being used as a cover for the sun and for her most peculiar appeareance. She was not sleeping, she hasn't slept in 7 years since her unfortunate accident, though she still likes to pretend. She already gave up on eating, breathing and other things a undead does not speak but not sleeping, atleast it detered people from approaching her. Her rest was interrupted though at the sound of Calla's magically empowered voice. Knowing that there was no way for her to fake her sleeping anymore she groaned and rose, picking up the spear she layed by her side and walked towards the bottom of the stairs where Calla was continueing her introductionary speech.
At that thought, her expression became more melancholic than before, her iris-less gaze begun to fall towards the ground as she reflected on the word. When's the last time she was welcomed home, more even when's the last time she had a home? 2 decades have passed since she left Gloryce... Realizing her daydreaming Alexia's head jolted up as the speech was over. She changed her attention to the people around her, she already felt two different sets of pins down her back, and she had a hunch why.
As her sight fell around she saw what couldn't be anything but a dark elemental, explaining one tingling. After finding one of her targets she continued to look around for the origin of the different hunch, and then with that in mind, she found the origin. What seemed like a male who was curiously covered in a lot of cloth conveniently hiding away all of his body, in the afternoon... And while she would like to continue thinking about what she was more preoccupied with the dark elemental, reason being for their rareness.
She couldn't remember the one who saved her but it might be the one who is currently hovering away inside, so she began briskly walking after, tipping her hat to guild leader as she passed. Once close enough she grabbed the elemental on the shoulder as to grab her attention and then she asked him, forgetting to mod her voice releasing her coarse voice;
"Excuse me, but did you ever save a damned one in the Dark Land Air Enclave a few years ago... shit." followed by her activating a rune inside her mouth modding her voice" I meant shit."
Entry of the guild hall; Being bored out of his mind
Currency: 1G, 3S, 20C
Weapon(s): Draconic claws, dagger
Armor: Comfy tunic
Drakewing rolled his eyes up as the human started to give out her speech. He put one of his draconic, scaled hands on his waist as the speech went on, and on... while the usual draecs would have prefered to stay in a human form for sociality's sake, he chose to stay in his half form pretty much all the time when his dragon form wasn't needed, for two reasons. It showed people his power and that he was a force to be reckoned with, and that despite having trained all his life, switching from human to half dragon was still a pain to him.
While Calla was blabbering about her "Bonds as a team", "Those who come to the guild for help" and so on, the warrior looked around to find out who he'd get along with more, and who are the aristocrats that'll just reap the profits. It seemed like most people knew how to fight. Good..They seemed to have started to talk as well. He shrugged and looked back at the talkative women as she uttered one of the most disliked words in his vocabulary. Rules. He was fully couscious that a guild would have some rules.. but the least they were, the better he would be.
He stretched his wings out and yawned as the lady was done with her speech. He had no reason to dislike or hate her, but his attitude was the same with everybody. If they wanted him to care, they should give him a reason to. And right now he didn't care much about who would be his new leader. he decided to skip the useless chit-chat with the group and walked straight inside the guild, his clawed feet scrapping against the steps lightly as he made his way up. If someone needed to talk to him, they'd go to him.
Deimos had stood motionless as he waited for the Guildmaster to giver her speech. Standing still wasn't an unusual prospect for a person, but it only took one look at an Undead to realize there was no such thing for the living. Deimos lacked any form of fidgeting or minor involuntary movements that could be seen on a still person, and resembled a statue whenever he wasn't doing anything. He had tried in the past to fake these subtle motions, in order to blend in better, but it had produced the opposite effect and had brought further attention by making him look like an amateur mime. Instead he simply stood by the side, knowing that there would be more interesting things going on than a still figure, and listened to the intro dialogue. He had never been in a guild before, and as far as he knew they weren't that many in existence, but nonetheless he had expected the usual chatter of bonding and organization. It reminded him of some cult indoctrinations, sans the veiled threats.
He didn't know much about the Guildmaster, he had simply signed up as a passing fancy after being back on the isles for a few years, but he was aware that she was a Necromancer. He had been around when such practices had become legal once more, and remembered the shitstorm that it had caused in some areas. The idea of someone taking over his will didn't entice him much, but if he left at the first sign of trouble, he would have never settled down anywhere. If worst came to worst, he would deal with it in the moment. He knew Necromancers could sense Undead, he had learned so the hard way, so the fact that she hadn't made a deal out of him or the other Undead in the group meant that things should go smoothly for the time being.
Things had calmed down greatly in the last decades, that he was aware of, and Kolan was now the peak of acceptance of the Hekaspectrum. He could see an Elemental and a Draec walk around without a worry, and the other Undead didn't seem too bothered about secrecy and hid her scarred face with nothing but a hat. Sooner or later he was going to be found out, most likely sooner considering the closeness that guild-like entities provided, so he might as well stop worrying about it know and go with the flow. He followed the group inside and decided he might as well take advantage of this and spook someone with the reveal. That always brought a grin to his skull.
She watched as her new members walked into the halll and settled. It was quite a mixed group. Her thoughts where broken as Roland approached her. She smiled and nodded to accept his thanks. “I believe you will uphold your word.”
She remarked and then he went on his way. Some where more cheery like him, others, not to sociable. The Fae noticed the two elementals had taken notice of each other as well. So far everything seemed alright. She would let them look around the main room of the hall and settle a little before going over the rules and guidelines
As he felt a hand grabbing his shoulder, Ravus turned toward the person that had done so. What he saw was oddly familiar.
"Excuse me, but did you ever save a damned one in the Dark Land Air Enclave a few years ago... shit." the figure closed his- her mouth before she spoke again" I meant shit."
Again, his mind was focused back on the past, to the time where he stayed at the State of Air. The assimilation of Dark Landers with the State of Air went peacefully, and he had accepted the fact more easily than the acquition of the State of Water by the Dwarves. Living secluded as he was, upon a rocky cliff facing the ocean, visitors rarely came to where he lived. Unwitting Dark Landers sometimes passed through, lost on the vast plain of the State of Air. Often he offered them help, direction toward the location they headed to, and locations where they can find food.
Through all the years in seclusion, one Dark Lander occupied his mind. A Dark Lander he had helped, who needed his help more than others. The Dark Lander that he had turned into an elemental, and also the one he had bestowed his suit of war and struggle upon when he wished for peace and to no longer fighting. Perhaps it was fate that let them meet again. Ravus went off from his reminiscence and stared into the woman that had grabbed hold of him.
"Long time no see, Alexia," he greeted her, smiling. It was a long time since he had done so. Alexia reminded him of home, of a time where he was at peace. "I see you are still keeping armour," he added, giving her a one look over, "and the hat."
Genji had finally arrived once again at the Raven Guild Hall, the hall in which he and the love of his life created together. He noticed Calla's guard was off and surprised her with a comforting hug from behind as he made his way around to the front of her caressing her body before moving her hair out her face to kiss her lovingly. "Heh, I love you...2 more gold pieces to go." He gives a cute smile as he awaits her response.
Roland saw that the others weren't big on the whole friendship thing, despite this being a new sort of family. He saw that one Draec head inside but it didn't look like he was up for interaction. It's like he wants to get this over with and maybe go to his room. Roland wondered if they just picked the rooms at random. Considering the fact that Calla didn't say anything about it, maybe they should. Still, he wondered why the Draec preferred to isolate himself. Was it not the time to rejoice and be happy? They all have a new family now, a new beginning in life. Now if that's something you don't want to rejoice, then he didn't know what was.
He now has completely decided against calling out to the Draec. It might be a good idea for everyone to settle down first, right? He looked around, noticing the ghoul (?) and the Dark Elemental interact as if they know each other. Whoa, what were the odds right? They didn't seem to recognize each other earlier, so maybe that meant they've known each other from before and only now reunited. They're pretty lucky huh? Roland wondered if he would find anyone he knew here. He's been around after all. But, obviously, there wasn't anyone he actually did know. What a shame.
Seeing someone walk inside with his armor covering his - well, covered every single part about him, he decided he should get on with getting to know the people around here. Roland walked towards him, raising his hand in a form of greeting. "Hey man, Roland, good to meet you." He introduced himself once he was close enough, a grin on his face as he spoke. That was a pretty good introduction in his books. "Pretty nice place huh?" He commented as he looked around the guild hall. "Miss Calla did a really good job on it." Roland certainly hasn't stayed in a place as nice as this one before, even in his travels he rarely had a roof as stable as this one above his head.
Alexia sighed after revealing her true voice by accident. She turned off the rune inside her mouth, saving some magic power along the way. She then looked up at Ravus responding to him ; "Well I guess the act is up and to think I made the entire way here without getting caught once. Nonetheless, Happy to meet you too Ravus, I thought it was peculiar that another dark elemental came to Kolan, and then to this guild." She said as she gave him a friendly smile, only to realize her face was obstructed by the shadow she was permanently casting over her face, which she dissapated allowing her peculiar facial features to show.
" I didn't change too much, might've have lost some skin here or there but that's expected. And speaking of your clothes, it's hard to go shopping when you are this suspicious looking, and even more without hiding my face.".
An idea sprouted in her head at that point, she wasn't showing off her face to the rest of the room and her hair is still in surprisingly good condition. So with an unnecessarily satisfied smile on her face, she slowly turns her head while bending her neck back with a 95° towards the rest of the room. Imagine her disappointment when her gaze met the other undead in the room, immediately changing her smirk to a more displeased mug.
Deimos didn't dislike interacting with people, quite the opposite, he very much enjoyed it. Too bad the same couldn't be said for most people. "Deimos," he replied with his monotone voice. He had tried many times to try to artificially inject some emotion into his speech, but no matter what he tried there was never any change in cadence or infliction, and had to endure the deadpan drone that was his voice. "Pleasure is mine." He would have liked to mirror the grin he was given, but his lack of a face prevented it. Technically he did have a grinning expression, quite a charming one if you asked him, but he didn't think people counted that.
He gave an instinctual one over at the room and nodded in agreement. He had been in fancier places before, but his surroundings tended to stay on the more unadorned side so it wasn't as if he were used to luxury. The interior didn't exude extravagance, though, and seemed to favor comfort and utility rather than flaunt monetary value, which he appreciated. Comfort wasn't much of an issue for him, having no sense of touch or fatigue he could stay in any one position for as long as he wanted, and he wasn't interested in accumulating capital, but if he was going to spend the next years in one place it might as well be one that offered more than a bed he would probably never touch. "I reckon some magic must have been at work," he mused. "From what I've heard, there was little to no outside help in its construction." He had spent a few years in the isles wandering around before the Guilds had been conceived, and as far as he knew the buildings themselves had been built rather quickly considering their sizes.
As his gaze went over the place, he noticed the other Undead staring at him with an annoyed expression and her neck bent at an unnatural position. He didn't know what she had been trying to do, but by the looks of it Deimos had gotten in her way. Tilting his head to the side and giving her a shrug, he tried to show his ignorance at whatever it was that he had done.
Her body froze as arms wrapped around her, for a sec and her arms twitched up, ready to flip who ever it was over her shoulder. Calla stoped herself, remembering who these arms belonged to and certianly remembering the way they move on her person as the familiar face comes to view. Though now she sees there have been as much change in him as in her. Predominantly, the glowing markings all over him. The Leader’s mouth opened, ready to chastise him in the rather personable and unprofessional greeting in front of her new guild members, but he closed her lips with a kiss before she could get to it. Her freckles flashed a magenta hue for a moment, betraying her guide and giving away her thoughts like blushing cheeks would. He seemed in the way enough to hide the flash of color from the others, a bit of relief filled her from that fact. He pulled away and smiled that familiar smile.
“Genji,” she paused, giving a small smile as she spoke. Calla blinked and remembered herself, the smile fading as she did. “You shouldn’t waste coins on words.” Her hands put him a bit apart from her. “And as the one I will rely on as my second command it’s best to keep from such.” She cleared her thrust, her voice waivered slightly on her last word. “Personal greetings near the guild members.” The Fae patted his shoulders twice, gave him a small smile and let her arms fall to her side. To her kind that sufficed as expressing the same emotions from a hug. “Now why don’t you pay me after we greet the guild and get to the agenda.” She attemtped a playful tone, to keep the atmosphere light. He was from a more touchy feely race but she....still felt some gestures were to much.
Though with that, the playfull attempt was abandoned for a clear and professional voice. “Let’s get right to it.” She call out and waited for the rooms attention to move to her. “Welcome, as you can see here this is the main room of the hall. Near the back, is a kitchen free for you to use, though I do request to inform me if we run out of provisions, or if you could take replenishing them on your own it would be highly appreciated. To the right of the kitchen,” she motioned towards the smaller rooms towards the back “Is where I keep track of guild business and a also meeting room, containing a map of the nation and the world along with the Quest book granted to us. If the book goes missing, then we will be unable to continue our purposes as a guild till it’s returned, the repurcussions for theft, I’ll leave to the imagination. Upstairs, is where bedrooms lie for lodging and a few washrooms as well. These rooms have been magically crafted to fit your spacious needs, refrain from having rooms that are to large for the enchantments in the building to contain. The floor after, is a library free for all of you to use as well as my own room. Below us, training grounds, outside, training grounds. Keep destructive tendencies and magic outside. You are free to come and go, as long as you show up at appointed time and complete tasks and quests with the rest of us, You shall remain in the guild. If you fail to do so. You will no longer be in the guild and will have to reapply and hope for a second chance.”
She paused and continued. “I ask that you keep this place clean, respect privacy, respect your fellow members, do not steal from each other an Do not bring illegal items or practices into this hall. We are an official part of the Kolan Guid division and are approved by the Kolan committee. We abide by all Kolan laws and Island ordinances. Anything you break you will replace and you are responsible for your own equipment and personal items. If anyone of you have partners of any sort, they cannot move in here unless they apply and become an official members. Personal relationships should not interfere with our work here, also pets need to be cleared with me. We are obligated to proved emergency lodging for 72 hours for those in need and I’m obligated to tell all of you this. Now, I’m sure you are all eager to find a room and get settled. In the kitchen, agian, there’s food set out and made already for all of you, but in the future be prepared to cook for yourselves. If there are any questions and concerns, feel free to come to me. This evening I expect you all to be in this area together to discuss other matters.” With that, they were free to move in completely.
She took a step closer to Genji. “If you hurry upstairs you can have first pick.”Calla said to him with a small smile.
The draec couldn't help but let out a low-pitched snicker as Rose was surprised from behind. She let her guard down... how foolish of her. Hapilly for her, the stranger didn't seem to have bad intentions. Seeing how they interacted, he could only think they were very close to each other. He crossed his arms together and waited for their little pep talk to end, opening and closing his jaws without thinking about it. A few sparks flying out each time he pushed his jaws back together. It was a real habit of him, and he didn't think much about stopping it.
His smirk widened as she showed them the inside of the hall. They didn't rush things... the kitchen would be nice, and he didn't mind doing some hunting whenever going on a mission wasn't possible, although he wasn't a pinnacle of stealth. As the human spoke of "the map of the nation", he frowned under his facemask. He wondered how his parents were doing.. huh. He didn't think he'd remember them after all this time. Since that was were the quest book was, he was pretty sure he'd spend a great deal of his time there, too. He would maybe even guard it to prevent the thievery Calla mentionned. He mentally noted that his dragon form would probably not be allowed in the guild from lack of space, including his bedroom.
They had two training grounds as well. Maybe he wouldn't spend that much time near the map, then. Maybe he could even train some of the-... no, he wasn't a teacher. He shook his head as he interrupted his own train of thought.
So... one of the obligations was to come and do quests with the guild. He scratched his feet's claws on the ground, making a small scrapping noise. That was fine by him. He nodded pensively at each of the other rules she laid out. Exept a few claw marks here and there, he wasn't one that couldn't help but damage or dirty things when he wasn't fighting. So he could probably keep himself in check. No illegal stuff.... he tilted his head. what...was illegal, exactly? He didn't really ask himself beforehand. He knew that starting fights for no reason was frowned upon, but.. that was it. Seeing the woman was done with her speech, he looked around the other guild members, wondering what they'd do. Maybe he'd talk to the leader and ask her what were those laws, exactly.
Location: Raven Guild Hall
Interacting with: Deimos
The monotone reply of the other male didn't seem to put a damper on Roland's mood. In fact, he didn't even seem to mind just how off the man seemed. Though, then again, he's interacted with beings much worse than a skeleton - not that he knew he was one. "Deimos..." He repeated and then nodded when he felt like he had said the name right. "That's a pretty cool name." He remarked, his grin widening as he said so. It sounded so intimidating, or if anything, it sounded like something a warrior or an adventurer would have. "Are you a native? 'Cause it seems you'd be the only one." He gestured to the others. They had quite the variety of races that it was pretty surprising. It didn't look like any were natives from the land, except maybe Calla seeing as she was human.
His eyes widened in surprise. This was actually the first time he had heard of such a rumor, but that was mostly because he didn't look into much about the the Raven Guild when he had joined. It may have been a good idea to actually research on where the guild came from, but this was fine for him. Still, if Calla did manage to bring this up with only herself and her magic, then she must have been pretty powerful. No wonder she's a guildmaster. From what he heard from before, guildmasters were supposedly stronger than any of the members. But still, for a human to have this sort of power in her fingertips... "I think my opinion of Miss Calla has increased... by a lot." He said before letting out a whistle. "I don't know many people who could do something like this." That was, if he knew any at all.
He slipped into silence when Calla started talking, telling them about the layout of the place and whatnot. He was listening rather intently, not wanting to miss a detail that could land him out of the guild... or worse. He'd rather not give up his Kolan residence license so quickly after he had gotten it. His eyes lit up when a library was mentioned. See, Roland was a big fan of books even if he seemed like an idiotic bloke. The reason why he left his home, after all, was to learn more about the world. The books often gave him insight to it. Calla had finished with reminding them to gather around once more in the evening. He wanted to question whether or not he could shapeshift when he slept. He always slept more peacefully as a raven, rather than in his default human form. But perhaps he could leave that for later.
"Food or room first..." He muttered to himself, deciding whether or not he should head eat first or take a pick of the rooms. But if the rooms were magically fitted for their needs, then he didn't need to hurry up. Even if he were the farthest from the hall, it didn't matter to him. Roland stretched his limbs as he looked over to Deimos. "Hey man, I'm gonna head in to grab a bite first. How about you?" HE questioned.
"Heh I already got my first pick sweetums, I unpacked already. I am co-leader after all and gotta be prepared even with the simplest of tasks...and hmmm why can't I just give it to you now?" He gave a small chuckle as he handed her a gold piece, he always somewhat wondered what she did with it but whatever that's her business not so much his. Well, until they get together fully of course. "You sure you really don't love me yet?" He asked somewhat genuinely but with a twenty percent chance of it being a joke.
Alexia frustratedly lifted her head and jammed it back into position the spine since her trick required her to break her spine a little bit, which if not fixed would just kinda leave her head to dangle. Luckily it didn't hurt but it was troublesome and considering that she didn't manage to scare anyone it was even irritating. By the time she heard magic bone crack meaning that she placed the head in the right place, the guild leader was already midway talking through rules and the layout of the guild.
Out of respect, and necessity, she listened to most of Calla's guidelines and after she was done she picked up the hat that fell on the ground, careful not to show it's underside any sun. After placing back on its rightful spot, upon her noggin, she excused herself by giving a hat tip to the guild leader and began walking up to the accommodations.
As she walked up the stairs she found a few rooms that already had signs of being occupied, assuming it was the guild leader's and her associate's she continued to trot down the hallway. A few steps later she found a closed door, she unlocked it and peeked it. As she stepped inside she immediately felt the intricate magic enchantments that allowed the room to be expanded and molded, after dropping off her bag and spear inside next to some corner she left the room and closed the door. But before she was about to leave she put her hand on the door and begun laying a rune on top of it, the incantation began;
If someone who hasn't died and of elemental nature gets in contact with the door this rune is placed upon, then they shall slowly feel their point of contact slowly heat up.
After finishing placing the circle rune, she was satisfied if a bit tired. Even for a simple rune-like this with multiple ways of circumventing it, from simple disenchantment to just not being able to feel would require effort to be made. She sighed, but after deciding she hasn't enough years in her lifetime to be sad she begun to make her way up to the library to research Kolan more in-depth.
Ravus listened to what Calla had to say, before responding with a slight nod. The rules and guidelines were fair. It was only expected for him to follow the lines made by the host. After all, he had willingly entered the guild. He hovered down the hallways, looking for an empty room for him to occupy; The kitchen did not interest him much as he did not need to eat. He found an empty room and entered it, closing the door behind him.
The room was spacious. That was his first opinion of the room. Calla had mentioned of the runes that expanded the room. He took off the sword on his hip and let it lay on the bed. He took off his cloak and hanged it at a chair. Those were his only possessions. As much as he was concerned, he rarely had need for food, nor did he mind to sleep outdoor. The small amount of money he owned was used to buy the cloak, which had turned darker after he wore it.
He glanced at the sky outside. It was blue. White puff of clouds occassionally covered the sky above, yet it was clear that the sky was blue. Even in the dark of the night, the sky never turned black. It became a dark shade of blue, glittered by light of stars and illuminated by the ray of the moon.
Wherever he was, the sky would always stay the same. It was a trivial thing, but the consistency calmed his heart. He turned his attention back to the room.
Shadows leaked from his body, covering the room in darkness. Slowly, he concentrated the essence of darkness into a sphere in front of him, hovering above ground. He slowly put his mind into the sphere. The room around him faded. What he saw was only darkness. Every darkness essence in the room. He extended his conscience further, trying to reach further than his body.
Then he felt it.
A feeling of being above sky. He opened his eyes, and saw himself below, hovering quietly in the dark room. He closed his eyes, and returned to himself. When he opened his eyes, he was staring at the dark sphere again. He dispersed the sphere with satisfaction, slowly allowing the shadows to dissapate from his room.
Raven Guild Kitchen; Eating and conversing
She hated when he joked like that. The coin he gave her went into her small coin purse as she thought about her answer to him. “I’m sure we are...getting there. That’s a promise.” Calla really wasn’t one for feelings, or talking about feeling. She just, did. Her actions always where her mouth piece. It’s how it is for her and her kind. Maybe she’d have to explain that to him again. She felt odd saying mushy stuff, she’d rather just spend time with him or making sure he didn’t die to show what he meant to her.
“Let’s just go get something to eat for now, and we can round everyone up later this evening. Perhaps you can take the floor as Co-leader”
Calla lead him towards the kitchen. Passing by some of the members in the main lobby area she noticed some had gone up to the second floor already. She could feel those among them that weren't quite alive. It surprised her just how many undead persons came to be in the guild. She would have to inform them of her magical ability and assure that they wouldn't be used for her spells against their will. Personally she didn't look forward to that conversation. Especially with the ones still hiding that fact about themselves.
She went ahead and gathered a few things to snack on placing them onto a plate and stood beside Genji. Her eyes surveyed the room and landed on the Draec. He seemed to want to stay in that half shifted form. She would have to keep an eye out for claw marks anywhere from him. Her eyes darted upward. Someone had added something to the building's enchantments and spells. She didn't know what, but she could feel the change. It didn't seem to be anything to big. Perhaps just something someone wanted for their accommodations.
Again she looked around, silently standing by her close one. See this was enough to her, staying close, small conversations. This was her and him, together, speaking to each other, was that not enough?
"Seems to be a couple more Elves in our midst. Seem to be High Elves as well. If they cause you any trouble, let me know. Though so far no quarrels have sparked from anyone so far....It..is quite interesting to be honest." It was. There were many different sort of people here, many lower on the spectrum but so far, so good.
Broyl watched the couple from afar like the creep he is, fiddling with his claws until he met Calla's gaze. as she stared at him, he quickly walked towards them, even picking up speed to a light jog. He grabbed her wrist as he got close. Part of him thought of that as akward, or "A bad move", with her partner so near, but he didn't care. He was moreso concerned with controlling his strength to try not to break her arm. even with his experience, it was a balancing act, and he was holding her as tight as sphygmomanometer (the thing that measures blood pressure) . His claws were cold and hard on her skin.
After a few seconds, he realised he was blankly staring at her and spoke up. "Could you tell me what are those... illegal things you spoke of?" His voice was still low pitched and muffled by the facemask. He took a few more moments to realise he probably wasn't looking like a sane person. "I mean. I don't exactly know of.. laws, per say.." He rolled his eyes up as his attempt at explaining himself dug him deeper into weirdness, before looking back at her. Hopefully she wouldn't mind.
Raven Guild Kitchen; Eating and Conversating
Steel Rouge Armor
Genji smiled at her statement. "Getting there, hmm...I'll take that as a half yes." He then nodded at her next statement, he was getting quite hungry. Maybe she knew that he was getting hungry like some sort of girlfriend instinct. He chuckled to himself for a while as they got some food and sat down. "I doubt any of them see me as an enemy, besides even if they did they won't be able to hurt m-...." His words got cut off by the Draec from across the room as he grabbed Calla's arm. Every word he said didn't seem to make sense and he saw this as a sign of being...well somewhat insane, Genji tried to hold himself back from wanting to hurt him but got up and made his daggers appear. "Let go of her arm before I make you, if you have any questions there is no need for touching..." His tattoos began to glow but Calla could tell he was holding himself back. He is the Co-leader after all and was setting some sort of example.
She noticed the Draec coming at her, if he had intentions to harm her he would've bared his fangs, ruffled his wings and all the Draec manner that came with starting a fight. The hand on her arm was indeed a bit surprising, and invaded her personal bubble. She looked at the call griping her arm and back to the Draec, looking calm and cool headed as he stared blankly. He must've forgot what he wanted to say. As the Fae waited patiently Genji grew uneasy and even drew his weapons. Though she couldn't blame him for not picking up on the signs that told Broyl had no intent to harm. These were subtle things that took herself a year or so to pick up on in her travels before meeting Genji and later starting the guild.
The elf was holding himself back, the Draec explained his cause for approaching them. Calla put her free hand out to motion to Genji to stand down and gently plucked the clawed hand off her arm. "Broyl, I remember your application. You didn't put much down in terms of citizenship, to any country. Its not surprising you aren't familiar with the laws here." He has spoken in such a nervous tone, odd hearing that coming from some one attempting to look intimidating. She kept her own voice level and spoke calmly. "There are a few basic laws here in Kolan, Do not steal, Do not Murder, Do not rape, those kinds of basics that adhere to morality. There is also penalty for possession of certain drugs such as Pitch, Roster, and Sanoke, bringing those into the guild hall will not be tolerated. Abuse of ones family and in general, attacking and assaulting with out reason, or even with reason, will not be tolerated outside the training grounds and even then, intent to truly harm or kill on the training grounds will not be tolerated as well."
She continued, trying to cover as much as she could remember. "Illegal magics such as creating life artificially, Sacrificial spells in terms of sacrificing another, Lifelong and generational Curses and Curses that cannot be broken in some way, the manipulations of live persons, manipulations of permanently undead persons for an over extended amount of time, and anything gin relation to the ancient practices of Voodoo." Those were the widely known magics outlawed. "Of course, there are the proclamations of the King to obey, No discrimination between islands, and and those from specific islands. Those who do not reports crimes they have witness and are proved to have been a witness are fined, to get the full benefit of Kolan protection internationally, you have to be a citizen. Which is something I would like to work on with you. They would prefer all guild members be citizens of Kolan, but seeing how you have no citizenship from anywhere, it would be best to have you get it here, so if anything happens, there will be a people at your side"
She stopped there, of course the were clauses and details and Island decrees but he didn't have to worry to much about them. If he has basic morals, he should be fine. Of course if anything does happen Calla would know if it was intentional or simply ignorance of the law that would lead him astray. "Unless Genji here can think of any other important ones as well. I feel you will be fine especially if you have common senses. Though, maybe some lessons in the unspoken social laws you could benefit from."
Broyl turned his head towards the guy that unseathed his weapons and growled. What did the chump think he was doing? He wouldn't be able to stand up to Broyl if he wanted, so he didn't need to act all tough for his girlfriend's sake- Oh, that was probably it. Trying to look tough for her, the draec thought. Typical.
He turned his head back as Calla slowly removed his hand from her arm. After a second of resistance, he let her do so, letting his arm fall back against his side. He wasn't here to harm her after all. Drakewing looked as she motionned to her partner to calm down -good, one less white knight to worry about- and started to talk. He frowned slightly as she called him by his first name. That wasn't really.. something he was used to. But he quickly shook the thought away and continued listening to her. Those rules.... yeah, he could understand them. Some distant memories of being repeatedly told to behave sprung into mind... but he ignored them and focused on what she was saying.
He scratched his metallic facemask as she heard him talk about citizenship, confused. Right.... he should.. .get one? How did that even work? Did he just need to go in some townhall or something...? He didn't need protection.. was it really needed? And why would the leader help him specifically to get one- Was he special in her eyes? He blinked for a few more seconds as his gaze looked into the distance, trying to gather his thoughts before realising he had fell silent again. The human infront of him was really making him act out of the ordinary... but it was probably nothing. He let out a small "Sure." at her proposition and nodded. As long as she took care of the boring paperwork.. and, writing.. and he didn't have to stand around in a hallway doing nothing, he didn't see any harm in it.
Raven Guild Kitchen; Eating and Conversating
Steel Rouge Armor
Genji nodded and sat back down and his daggers disappeared into thin air just as they had appeared before. He could tell that this person meant no harm after Calla somewhat explained the situation without actually saying it to him but he had a feeling that this wannabe dragon had felt he was stronger than him for some reason, taking down another dragon wouldn't be a problem for Genji, especially one this small. He snickered to himself and continued to eat his food. "Sorry for getting ahead of myself...I just get protective is all, I have no other input on laws. I'm pretty sure you said them all my sugar witch hehe." He then fed Calla a bite of his food lovingly and gave a small smile to her knowing that she would get embarrassed again.
Her mouth opened to answer and instead found food going in and not words going out. She shot a glare at Genji, knowing what he was doing and peeved that it was working. Consciously she had to will herself to keep back the glow that wanted to flash, this however didn't stop the small blush forming on her face. Calla cleared her throat and regained some composure. "Well, then we can get your papers in order right away and have them at the town hall before tomorrow. The papers are simple to fill out, and when the letter comes for the small screening later, it won't take long to go and get it done." a polite smile formed on her lips and she considered the matter with the Draec settled.
The matter with the elf was not. It was one thing to to act like this because that was just him, it was another to purposely get that reaction from her. "In fact, Genji could even help you fill the papers out and I can take them to the Ninivan court promptly before nightfall." Her head turned to him. "That wouldn't be a problem right," she paused, not wanting to say it out loud in front of people but she knew he wouldn't refuse to help her afterwards. It wasn't often she said this sort of thing out loud, it wasn't really on the same level as 'sugar witch,' how on Nera did he eve come up with that, but to her, it was pretty much the same. Hopefully her face wasn't as pink as the text color she spoke in. "Dear."