The sun just rose above the might mountains stretching far behind the city of *Please insert Name here* . Golden sun rays killed the rest of the nightly shadows and slowly but steadily movements and so live came into the city. Just in the entrance, clouded by the lovely light and a pile of dust came a certain figure. 
The early people gave him a strange look as this clothed up figure, especially they were looking at the weird tattoo this man would have on his right arm. It stood in a bright red color for everyone to see and sadly...most people turned around in disgust, some in fear and others even in hate. 
This person was a shunned being, an outcast but he was not alone. 
 
Here in this lovely city, here was a certain guild, a guild for mages, a guild called "Phoenix Wing". 
So he was not an outcast, infact he was someone who had many friends..well not friends~ this was a bound beyond friendship even beyond family and so he couldn´t care less. 
These people could never understand what he went through, they could never imagine but those at the guild, at his home they could and hell he hoped they would understand what happened today. 
 
With a storm of dust and sand the doors of the guild got kicked in, the early rays shined through the door and shined onto the scenery before him. Coming through that door would be an oriental looking guy, leaving a nervous looking attendant outside. As the oriental guy cloaked by dust passed him by he made a short comment. 
 
"Get in already~~~ You look like ordered but never delivered~ Come on this is PHOENIX WINGS" 
The last two words he screamed loudly and so hopefully waked everyone up in the room he just entered. In then in a sudden SPLASH...a bucket full of water fell directly on the oriental guy. 
 
"......okey...." After a short pause the oriental guy released a stream of sand from his sleeves. 
"ELLIIIIIOOOOOOT!!!!! " Shortly after those enraged words two magic circle appeared on the wizard´s hands and then with a loud declaration a wave of sand rushed from the angry mage through the guild and then towards the prankster. 
"SPEAR MAKING SPEAR" 
 
There was no other option that it would be someone else, there is only ONE who would do this and HELL! 
 
HE WILL PAY. 
 
The sand rushed towards the wizard the moment the oriental guy saw the prankster and suddenly formed a spear under him, quickly moving upwards to impale and....destroying lots and lots of guild property. 
 
He loved that guild! Even thou he had a day and nearly got killed thanks to the fake job he took...those guys...they directly managed to raise his mood. He loved THEM!