Trevour: *He stared at the two storey wooden building in confusion.* "The Guild's Silver Tavern?"
Luna: "Wat about it?"
Lezard: "Naww, are you thinking what I'm thinking, sausage monster?" *He giggled, looking at Trevour.*
Trevour: "Something involving the guilds?"
Lezard: "No! I'm craving seaside soup!"
Trevour: "Err?"
Luna: "We've already seen this place before, aye." *She grunted with growing frustration.*
Rachael: "Karol-" *She bent down.* "You can't get all of us to check things out-"
Karol: "No-" *He shook his head and took a deep breath, trying to maintain his braveness.* "I want us to cweate a guild!"
Trevour: "Create a guild? You mean join a guild?"
Karol: "Nup! Create!"
Rachael: "Can we create a guild?"
Lezard: "I wouldn't have a clue."
Nathan: "I see no reason why we couldn't."
Karol: "I dhid some wesearch, and we can!"
Luna: "Now the question is, why do we want to?" *She spoke in a bitchy manner, as if she was upset she was woken up.*
Lezard: "Even I have to agree with Loonzamotto. If I don't maintain my beauty sleep, this-" *He waved his arms around his face.* "Couldn't happen."
Karol: "Because..."
Luna: "Waitin'.." *She tapped her foot with a growing frown.*
Karol: "Because-.."
Trevour: "Little meister?"
Luna: *She rolled her eyes and started to walk away.* "Catchyas-"
Karol: "Because we have no home!"
Luna: "A-Aye?" *She sounded shocked, causing Destiny to widen her eyes for Luna.*
Rachael: "Karol?"
Nathan: "..."
Karol: "None of us have homes.. I figured.. If we cweated a guild.. It could be our home."
Luna: "Naww!"
Rachael: (Hehe, wow-)
Karol: "Waichael, Loona, you tooh can't get back to your home, Twevour, you've eskaped from the warriors, where is your home? Nafan, you might have a twibe, but, where is your home? Wezard-"
Lezard: "Ooo! It's my heart warming turn!"
Karol: "You're funny, stay wif us!"
Lezard: "Naww, the feels." *He placed his hands on his chest, looking at Karol, as if he was about to cry.*
Karol: "So.. I fink we should make our own home."
Nathan: "..."
Karol: "We'll create a guild, we'll form our own family! We'll help each other.. Stick by one anover."
Rachael: (Something so deep.. This boy-)
Karol: "You all make me happy.." *He looked down, staring at his boots.*
Luna: *She smiled with watering eyes.* (This little shit.)
Karol: "Until we find our homes-" *He looked up and glanced at each party member.* "We should form our own."
Nathan: "Hmph." *He grunted in respect.* "The first manly thing I've heard you say."
Karol: "N-Nafan?"
Nathan: "This will solve our money problem if we wish to stay in a place such a Silver Wind Island." *He mumbled in a deep voice and smiled, symbolising he liked the idea.*
Trevour: (Alan.. You're part of The Blazing Trio-) "I'd like to prove myself. I'd like to create a guild too."
Rachael: "Hehe, count me in."
Luna: *She wiped her eyes, hiding her emotional response to Karol's speech.* "Pssht, wateva. I'd have nothin' to do if I don't join, aye."
Destiny: "Yeup!"
Lezard: "You'll need a healer, I guess I can take that honourable role-"
Karol: "Of course! Without you, we'd be in big twouble!"
Lezard and Luna: "Naww."
Karol: "Bhut! We need a captain."
Rachael: "A captain?"
Karol: *He nodded his head and turned around to face the tavern.* "Evewy guild has a leader."
Lezard: "I vote Rachael!"
Trevour: "I vote the boss too."
Nathan: "Why not?" *He mumbled in agreement.*
Luna: "Don't ya wanna be the leader?"
Nathan: "I'm not interested in that position yet." *He spoke with a smile.* "You?"
Luna:"Pssht, I don't want the responsibility, aye."
Karol: "Yes, for Waichael!-"
Rachael: "Don't I get a say? I think Karol should be the leader."
Karol: "M-Me?"
Nathan: "What are we going to call ourselves?"
Lezard: "The Delicious Cupcake Warriors!-"
Nathan, Luna and Trevour: "No."
Lezard: "Oh.."
Rachael: "What about The Mighty Guild?"
Karol: "Too gen-er-.. Ick?" *He tried his best to sound out the word.*
Lezard: "I agree. The Might Guild sounds rather boring.. Maybe change the word mighty?"
Trevour: "What about, The Neuron Guild?"
Rachael: "Nope."
Luna: "The Magic Guild!"
Rachael: "Hmm?" *She looked up, as if she was saying Luna's suggestion in her head.*
Trevour: "Majick, madam?"
Rachael: "She means Rostical."
Luna: *She snapped her fingers.* "What about, The Rostickal Guild?!"
Rachael: "Hey, I like that." *She smiled for confirmation.*
Karol: "Nee hee, I like it."
Trevour: "So do I, heh heh."
Lezard: "It's got a powerful essence to it."
Nathan: "..."
Luna: *She looked at Nathan, as if she was annoyed he hadn't spoken yet.* "Wat 'bout you, dick cheese?"
Destiny: "Yeup."
Trevour: *He looked at Nathan in a worried-like manner.* (The Rostical Guild, I forgot.. That's a title-)
Nathan: "I don't accept that name."
Luna: "Oh wat? Because I made it?"
Nathan: "No, because it gives us a title."
Karol: "W-What do you mean, Nafan?"
Nathan: "They're the Rostical people.." *He spoke as if someone else was saying it.* "I don't like it. It's giving us a title-"
Rachael: "Well.." *She smiled.*
Nathan: "What?"
Rachael: "You could use that to your advantage."
Nathan: "How could I?"
Rachael: "They'd expect us to be Rostical Users, right?"
Nathan: "Yeah?"
Rachael: "Well, they brace themselves for some Rostical, then you strike them off guard with your sword skills?"
Luna: "Yea! They're like, fireballs come at me, and you're like, laugh out loud, jokes, whip slash!" *She spoke the entire sentence while moving her arms, portraying imagery.*
Lezard: "Five out of seven for choreography."
Luna: "Just a five?!" *She raised a fist in Lezard's face.*
Lezard: "Ouchies, not the face or goods!"
Nathan: "Hmph, that sounds like an excellent idea."
Trevour: "Really?" *He spoke on his breath.*
Rachael: "Hehe, awesome to hear." *She smiled in happiness.*
Nathan: "Their own fault for thinking I'm a Rostical User."
Rachael: "Wicked!"
Karol: "To the start of our new famwily!" *He squealed and pointed forward towards the door.*
Rachael: (People sometimes underestimate the innocence of a child's mind.) *She walked across the wooden veranda and pushed the door open, causing it to swing open like a pub's door.*
Trevour: *He watched the four flags flap in the non-existent breeze.* (I wonder if I'll see you again, brothers and sister-)
Lezard: "Ooo-" *He skipped inside, glancing to each side.*
Luna: *She noticed large looking men with glyphic tattoos all over their arms.* "It's seriously like a pub."
Nathan: *He looked up, noticing a second floor with wooden railings which looked over the first floor.* "This is my kind of place."
Trevour: (But not really mine.) *He looked uncomfortable, watching people drinking from tables.*
Rachael: "You're seventeen, Luna. How do you know what a pub looks like?"
Luna: "Really, goody-goody? There's non-alcoholic pubs? And besides, you don't know the half of wat I got up
to, aye."
Rachael: "True-"
Luna: "False." *She grunted, as if she was annoyed at Rachael.*
Lezard: *He walked up to the desk-like bar, noticing benches of bottles and a large whiteboard with different listings on it.* "What are the listings for?"
Barkeeper: *She cleaned out a large cup and glanced at the whiteboard.* "That's the price you get for completing the guild's quest."
Rachael: "Cool."
Karol: "Each request has differwent rewards. Some even haf items for the reward."
Nathan: "Twelve thousand dollars for defeating Scoldrants?! Why didn't I do this sooner?!"
Barkeeper: "Because joining a guild is much harder than one might think. And to create a guild, you need a minimum of six people at all times."
Rachael: "At all times?"
Nathan: "What if someone has a personal agenda to take care of?"
Barkeeper: "I mean, if one dies, leaving your guild down to five people, you'll have a few days to find another person."
Lezard: "Jinkies! And if we don't?"
Barkeeper: "You lose all credibility to your guild."
Luna: "That's a little harsh."
Barkeeper: "Welcome to the guilds!" *She raised the empty glass for a cheers before placing it under the counter.* "And besides, to make the big bucks, you need your guild to be well known."
Trevour: "What do you mean, miss?"
Barkeeper: "These missions or requests are up for grabs to any guild, but if you're well known, people could come up to you personally."
Karol: "That's so amayzing!" *He spoke in excitement.*
Lezard: *He watched Karol fidget on the spot, as if he had trouble controlling himself.* (The gradual build up of excitement has reached child-like levels-)
Karol: *He glanced at the party.* "What if we make ourselves known? We could be faymous."
Rachael: "Yeah!" *She smiled at Karol and looked at the barkeeper.* "We'd like to create a guild."
Barkeeper: *She paused and stared at the party, as if they were joking.* "That would mean all six of you have to be here?"
Lezard: "But we are, scary lady."
Barkeeper: "The child?"
Trevour: *He paused in understanding.* "Is there a rule regarding age, madam?"
Barkeeper: ".. No."
Luna: "Then let's do this, aye."
Lezard: "And quickly, people keep staring at us." *He whispered as if something was behind him.*
Trevour: "Sorry, I don't feel comfortable talking to you without knowing your name, miss?"
Barkeeper: "They call me Keeper."
Trevour: "Oh.."
Luna: "Aha, shot down, bro."
Lezard: "Ooo! The keeper to my heart?"
Keeper: *She glanced to each side, as if she was maintaining eye contact with several guilds in case something bad happened.* "Starting a guild is a huge responsibility."
Luna: "Wat's so hard about makin' a guild?"
Keeper: "If you fail, your image will impact other guilds."
Nathan: "What's the worst that's ever happened?"
Keeper: *She started to clean another dirty cup.* "One new guild thought it would've been smart to handle an S classed request."
Karol: "A what cklassed wequest?"
Rachael: "I'm guessing S classed missions would be the hardest?"
Keeper: "Yes. The rewards are worth the danger though."
Nathan: "What kind of rewards or we talking?"
Keeper: "I've seen some go up to a few million."
Lezard: "Ooo! A new mansion for Lezard please!"
Luna: "Ah-, no. And stop talkin' in third person, aye."
Lezard: "Ouchies-"
Trevour: "Please continue with the story, miss."
Keeper: "Needless to say, they failed, got caught by the Consultants and died, all for their publicity."
Rachael: *She looked at Trevour in shock.* "Is that true?"
Trevour: "I'm not sure what she's talking about, but yes, they do that all the time."
Rachael: "That's sickening."
Keeper: "Shortly after that, the guild's work in that city declined rapidly and had to migrate. The family of the guilds that ruined work for the other guilds, seemed to find themselves in danger quite often."
Karol: "I dhon't understand? Why were they in danger?"
Rachael: "Karol-" *She bent down and whispered in Karol's ear, causing his eyes to widen in understanding.*
Keeper: "So, you still want to do this?"
Lezard: "Yuppers!"
Trevour: "Boss?" *He looked at Rachael.*
Rachael: "Yes!"
Keeper: "Who'll be the guild leader?"
Luna, Nathan, Trevour, Lezard and Karol: "Rach-"
Rachael: "Karol Upper!"
Keeper: "Alright-" *She reached into a small leather pouch and pulled out a black texture, ignoring everyone else's responses.* "With the glyphic markings, what is your guild's sigil?!"
Luna: "Wait, wat?"
Rachael: "We have to do a sigil?"
Trevour: "I don't have a clue."
Lezard: "Neither do I, Trevmeister."
Karol: "Nee hee-" *He stood on his toes, barely reaching the counter top and grabbed the texture.* "We are The Rostical Guild!"
*Karol drew a circular glyph and a sword across it, causing the party to cluster closer towards him.*
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