After silently contemplating, Sylus would finally get the nerve to stand up and enter the guild. He'd stop just at the front of the door, sweat pouring down his face with a nervous expression. The gem made eyes of his staff, still hoisted on his back, would glow. Sylus's expression changed into frustration as he yelled back at the staff. "Don't make funny of me, this isn't easy you know!" his voice shouted at the inanimate object as he removed it from his back and into his hand, pointing a finger at it.