"if i do come to the guild... can i bring the group i take care of? their all orphans... their all skilled in magic..." he spoke to the woman curious, "six years ago huh... i still remember my brother's scream" he took a look at his sword with the name "Damain" carved on the blade "one week after our birthday... is when this all happened..." he took out the old photo again and showed to the woman "i don't know if this is me or my brother" the photo shows a young boy with 2 blue eyes and part of a face with a red eye color "i think im the one on the burned side..." he points at his right eye being red "well if i am able to bring my group along... i'll consider it" he walked towards the alleyway he pointed at before "come with me i'll take you to them... their all skilled in magic... no before you ask... i didn't teach them anything... they lost their parents just like me" he grabbed the woman's hand and started to run when he noticed a young child get knocked out of the  alley "Nick!? Sorry but we gotta hurry i think i know what is happening... the kids are in danger..." he said to the woman thinking she can help "Damn it these bastards they know my schedule and now their attacking my kin because i beat them way too many times..."