[center][h2]Jack Goran|Dragon Fang Guild Hall[/h2][/center]
[center][@Caits][/center]

Jack regarded the wrinkled face of the man before smiling and nodding. [color=Turquoise]"Some of our more interesting members are out on jobs or getting ready to go train for the Games, but I'm sure they can find the time before they leave. I myself am available whenever you wish to speak, so feel free. Enjoy your stay, Mister..."[/color] He realized he hadn't asked for a name when the man arrived, a habit he needed to shake soon. Most job applicants ended up in this awkward position. Then someone else came in and two smells struck the God Slayer.

The first was that of someone who'd been traveling the road a long time with no bath or proper care. It happened on occasion, people needing jobs put up but not taking the time to care for themselves before coming in. The second, however, was much more worrisome. It was the smell of rotting flesh, a smell that meant one of two things; either the person had recently buried an overly dead body, or there was living dead in his hall. And it appeared, unfortunately, that it was the second. The undead mutt found itself burnt to a crisp in seconds as the black flames enveloped it before he approached the girl. [color=Turquoise]"Why, necromancer, are you in my hall and not at home with your dark guild friends?"[/color]

[center][h2]James Hunt|Phoenix Wing Training Field[/h2][/center]
[center][@Burthstone][@Invisible Man][/center]

James had reached the training field ahead of Mayt, Virtue, and Sin and had taken a small section of the field for himself to work on a couple of newer tricks that he'd also discovered in his research into his magic. When they came out, he was in the middle of transferring his smite into his sword, an attack called Paladin's Holy Blow. He stopped, however, as they began sparring, he chuckled at Mayt taking advantage of Sin's inattentiveness.

He was about to return to his own practice when he felt the necklaces activate and the sibling's magic energy come alive. Sin became enveloped in a red aura and his sister in a pink one, giving the paladin just a moment of pause. [color=Navy][i]Wrath is Sin....meaning...Ah, patience. That must be it.[/i][/color] This theory was confirmed a moment later when Virtue stopped the murderous Sin from, well, murdering Mayt and brought him back to a clear mind set. That was all the confirmation he needed. Sin needed Virtue to balance him out for sure, but did she need him to balance her out?

As Mayt beckoned Sin forward to attack again, Virtue and Sin had a small discussion before Virtue rose up into the sky and Sin rushed Mayt, James was content to sit, and watch, thinking Virtue would do the same until she sent her shield into the fray. [color=Navy]"Oh no, keep it fair. Blessed shield!"[/color] His own shield slid on to his arm the flew through the air, meeting pink one mid-air and knocking it back towards it's owner. His returned to his arm and he drew his sword from it's scabbard. [color=Navy]"Rule one of fighting for peace, Miss Virtue, is that peace is not possible without a fight. As a Paladin, I accept this reality and strive to make sure that at some point in the future, the need for my order will no longer exist."[/color] Preparing a spell, he throws his shield again. [color=Navy]"Shield of the Righteous!"[/color] The shield filled with holy energy, but rather than acting like the rebound attack it normally does, it hits once and then explodes with the holy energy with the shield returning to James. [color=Navy]"Can you come to terms with the same truth, Virtue?"[/color]