Some of the village stopped and turned, muttering surprise and quiet rumors among themselves as a familiar form approached Cedar. Some of the children were curious, so parents told their children that he was a mighty hero, but at a terrible price. Some of the children tried to approach, but their parents quickly snatched them up and simply watched. David became a familiar figure as he entered the town. He had acquired a large new scar during his travels that ran from his left eyebrow to his right cheek, skipping over the indent that was his eye. It was not an unsightly scar, it opposed the color of his pale skin in such a way that it complimented his figure rather than diminished it. A child came loose from the crowd, and orphan, but coming to regret the decision as David stopped and turned to him, his gaze seeming to fix him in place like the child had been turned to a breathing statue. David approached the boy, towering over him at 6 foot 3, while the boy was merely 4 foot. The crowd held their breath as David seemed to stare into the boy's soul, his amber eyes drilling into him and seeming to eminate a light red glow. After a moment, David relented his trance-like gaze, looking to his pack and pulling something out while he crouched. He pulled out a peculiar object that had two parts and two strings. One sting attached the two pieces, hile the other hung with a metal loop at the end. David grabbed the metal and pulled it quickly, sending one piece flying upwards and spinning, releasing an array of colors before slowing to a stop and falling back down onto the other piece. David adopted a more gentle stare as he looked at the boy again, giving him the item. His eyes seemed to show a smile, but his face mask left no evidence of this. David merely stood again, patting the orphan boy on the head before continuing back to the Crystal Owl.
David arrived at the outside of the Crystal Owl, staring up at the building... The sight of his guild hall saddened him, and he begins to wonder if he should have taken the rewards from removing the few dark guilds he had along the way. If he had, the guild would be sitting pretty on about one mil in jewel. He also began to wonder if they would still give him the reward if he told them his predicament, but his pride would not allow it, along with the fact that he wished to remain anonymous to the counsel. He sighed and opened the door to the Crystal Owl guild hall, letting his presence fill the room before he began to study it.
There was the Earth Dragon Slayer Terra, a girl with much potential, but what seemed to be little inspiration.
There was also Petra, who seemed to be buried in her mug. He scoffed at her lack of control over her desires, but continued looking about.
Mizura was also there, and David appeared to take notice of him as well, though he said nothing to any of them as he went to the job board, seeing only deals and sales. He scoffed, was his name touching the people's lips not enough to let his guild members enjoy the life that a proper guild should yield?
He stood, staring at the job board, deep in thought. Nodding to himself, he went upstairs to the S rank job board, but unlike the regular, there was not a single paper, not even a useless coupon. He hesitated, and slowly moved to the Hero Quest job board, not sure whether or not to be relieved that there was nothing there as well. David descends to the main floor and pulls a chair with him before settling in the corner and pulling his hood over his eyes as he waited for Master Phyllis to return. This always confused David, as he didn't even talk to the guild master of the Blue pegasus, who tried to convince him to join them, even resorting to beggin and trying to force him. Needless to say, none of these worked, but what was strange is that Phyllis was the only one but the counsel and his dead mother to hear his voice. Well, that and the enemies he killed, who he was convinced were lucky enough to hear his voice give them a proper farewell, even using a mysterious language to strengthen the weight of his speech.
