Sylph
Fickle
Pri
Location: Forest of Stagnant Mists
The landscape that stretched out before her was a shifting sea of dark leaves and clinging fog. From up high she could see it stretch until the base of the sloping mountain, where it tapered into rock and stone and the mists grew more peculiar in shape. It was a good while away, and the guidmaster's wings beat the air in consideration.Location: Forest of Stagnant Mists
Alas, movement caught her attention and her gaze swivelled down to see the yellow crackle of energy following the speedy gold-rank's arrival. He was the first of the group that had formed, landing just outside the thicker parts of the forest. Doubling back, Pri circled above his position before swooping in to settle on a scraggly branch. Behind her the forest faded into a ominous, clinging mixture of dark shapes and pale mist. To the observant eye, indistinct forms peered out from within, watching the adventurers arrive with echoing sighs.
"Mhm mhm, so there are three so far." Pri's dark gaze settled over the top of Zeno's head, where the sea song bard hurried a short distance away and the stout cleric had just appeared. "We shall wait for the others to join here."
Taking off in a wingbeat of air and stirring mist, Pri returned to the dim skies above the forest outskirts. The sun seemed faded through the atmosphere, dulled by energy that seeped through from some unknown source. Circling lazily above the group Pri considered the shapes below that were forming from the mists to observe the adventurers.
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Ymir
Location: Guild Hall
Ymir had her cheek propped against her palm, still facing away from the counter as she observed the sky through the hole in the roof. She liked it being there. The guild should make it a permanent fixture for those of them who weren't fond of doorways as an exit.Location: Guild Hall
"Sorry for the delay Ymir." Her gaze flickered over at the sound of her name, quiet as Titus settled back into the seat beside her. She could feel the spirits whisper of pleasant memories. "Do you have any more questions for me?"
"Mhm." Ymir blinked, gaze shifting as she observed the lingering adventurers begin to thin. There was one thing that still occurred to her. "I suppose--what happens once you become an archon?" He would have different duties no doubt. An obligation to give his all to the church, not just the occasional weekend between quests. Perhaps the adventurer's guild would become little but an afterthought.
"Would you mind if I asked a few questions about yourself since I don't know you as well as I should?" His follow up to the answer caught her more off guard than anything. She glanced over, finding him looking straight at her as she picked up her glass. Gaze diverting elsewhere as she gave a non-committal shrug.
"...sure. Not really much to know." The drink tipped as she gestured vaguely. "I'm just a little mountain girl who chose adventure over home and ended up here in the guild." Not very exciting. Perhaps a good, devoted daughter would have stayed--been loyal to family--proud of the village. But she was selfish above all else. "I guess some stuff has happened since then, but ask away."
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