[@Sanguine Rose][@Zarkun]

[color=00746b]"Sounds like I'm missing out on the fun."[/color] For a second it could've been mistaken as a joke, but no, there was no jest. Nolan genuinely wanted to fight whatever the red beast was, but that was neither there nor there. What was more important was what the corporal had to tell him.

That was not the answer that Nolan wanted to hear. They had so little information on what was going on and the more he probed the more he realized just how precarious their situation was. And what the hell was the deal with the artillery backing out after giving their word? No matter how dangerous the Asterin were, there was no reason for the artillery to back out of their promise and judging by the reactions of the corporal and everyone else, the Asterin were behaving strangely. Then again, the monsters were acting unusual anyway. This whole situation was suspicious.

However, thinking about it was energy wasted. Nolan glanced back at Ria before he turned his attention back to the Corporal. [color=00746b]"We will rest for the time being. Is the canteen available for us?"[/color] 

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[@CitrusArms][@Squirrel98][@Zarkun]

Oh, there she was. 

[color=0072bc]"And here you go."[/color] Zenith placed the plate of food in front of Trinity. 

So, what Trinity received was definitely not French Toast because she asked for Egg Toast and as Zenith did what Zenith does when he gets vague orders, winged it. In fact, it probably looked and smelled completely far removed from what she had initially thought. What did she get? What was sitting in front of Trinity were scrambled eggs so creamy that they looked like they were about to become custard topped with specks of what could only be described as smoky and aromatic, yet spicy and sweet pepper flakes that were a deep shade of red, sitting on top of a slice of grilled eggplant and toasted sourdough focaccia filled with zaatar and olives. 

Before Trinity could comment that this was definitely not what she ordered, Zenith was already looking back at the pink haired girl. Didn't he just put that plate down a second ago? [color=0072bc]"Yeah of-"[/color] However, he never got a chance to finish his sentence. The chef was tugged by the sleeve by Jenna across the guild hall. [color=0072bc]"W-wait a minute! Don't stretch the fabric!"[/color]

Eventually, they were back in the kitchen. Zenith checked his sleeve that most definitely stretched with a pout. [color=0072bc]"What was so important that you needed to drag me"[/color] And there it was. Looked like he was going to have to do some mage work for a change.

[color=0072bc]"Don't have much faith in our new recruits?"[/color] He leaned against the counter with a joking grin. His hand reached for a pitcher of coffee and poured himself a cup that he had laying about.[color=0072bc]"Don't worry, I'll bring them back in one piece. So, what's the job?"[/color]