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The tall woman stood before the guild, arms crossed over her broad chest. She stood at least a head above everyone else, gazing down her nose at their bewildered and bothered expressions. "Give me ownership over this guild. It's quite clear that no one here wants it" Her commanding tone rubbed some of the members the wrong way. Her statement wasn't entirely incorrect though. It had been two weeks since Father Donovan had passed but no one had stepped forward to take his place. It didn't feel right to any of them and it wasn't like he put it in his will.
"What makes you think we'll just hand it over, huh?" The silence was broken by a rather pissed Roldo, shoulders square and chest puffed out ever so slightly. He wanted this stranger gone, and soon. "At least give us a good reason, Lady. I mean, what could you possibly want with a run down guild like this?" Mused Bela, sitting atop one of the round tables with one leg crossed over the other.
No one actually knew what was going on. This mystery woman had shown up only a few minutes prior, giving her name before demanding she take over as guild master.
"As a descendant of a founding member, I'd like to run the guild. Does that answer your question?" Estro said, looking across at everyone. Not all the members were present. Lanas was off playing with some other kids and as usual and Soleil was off on another quest. "Not really. I mean, you'd probably be better off just starting a new guild. This one's pretty screwed" Sebal piped up. It hurt to say, but it was true. Their guild had only stayed afloat so far because of Father Donovan but now that he was gone, they were only a step away from disbanding.
"If that's your mentality, then why even bother talking with you all. I'll just take over the guild, with or without your permission" Estro sighed, taking a few steps forward. The more flighty members tensed, obviously itching to give the woman a taste of their magic.
"What makes you think we'll just hand it over, huh?" The silence was broken by a rather pissed Roldo, shoulders square and chest puffed out ever so slightly. He wanted this stranger gone, and soon. "At least give us a good reason, Lady. I mean, what could you possibly want with a run down guild like this?" Mused Bela, sitting atop one of the round tables with one leg crossed over the other.
No one actually knew what was going on. This mystery woman had shown up only a few minutes prior, giving her name before demanding she take over as guild master.
"As a descendant of a founding member, I'd like to run the guild. Does that answer your question?" Estro said, looking across at everyone. Not all the members were present. Lanas was off playing with some other kids and as usual and Soleil was off on another quest. "Not really. I mean, you'd probably be better off just starting a new guild. This one's pretty screwed" Sebal piped up. It hurt to say, but it was true. Their guild had only stayed afloat so far because of Father Donovan but now that he was gone, they were only a step away from disbanding.
"If that's your mentality, then why even bother talking with you all. I'll just take over the guild, with or without your permission" Estro sighed, taking a few steps forward. The more flighty members tensed, obviously itching to give the woman a taste of their magic.