SIGNUP/OOC THREAD: https://www.iwakuroleplay.com/threads/assassins-pride.109746/ ----------------------------------- Ghost Something about returning back to the guild building always lifted up the old assassin's spirits. He could never really put a finger on it, but he just enjoyed returning to a place he could call his home, filled with merry yet cold-hearted killers. While he typically lacked the merry bit of that description, he lobbed himself into the category as well. He hung up his rain-soaked jacket and set his briefcase into his cubby once he made it up to the armory floor. One more set of stairs to go before he finally got home. Ghost opened up the door and stepped inside, the warmth of the guild seeping into his travel-weary bones. The oh so familiar scent of alcohol and moss mixed in the air, easing the thoughts of the guild master. He did have a lot on his mind, though his sharp gaze never revealed it. Instead the faintest of smirks appeared on his face and he crossed the main hall. His destination? The bar. "Sebastiano, can I get a beer please?" He asked in a quiet, tired voice. He settled himself on one of the stools as he waited for his old friend to deliver his beverage.