The sun was just peaking over the mountains and casting golden beams down onto the peaceful Phoenix Wing guildhall and Elliott was already up to no good. Carefully balanced on the highest tip of a chair, he placed a bucket on the very top of the main door. As he got down from the chair he almost bumped the door but managed to fall over instead. Looking up at his handiwork he grinned in anticipation. Good thing the master is still at that meeting he thought, turning around to survey the empty hall. Well mostly empty, Jarred was passed out in the far corner, Jarred doesn't count. With a smug look on his face, Elliott walked over to the table that gave the best view point to the door and sat down, waiting patiently.

Master Jamie was trying Jamie’s best to stay awake but the other guild masters were so boring. Jamie only had to endure a few more hours of this droning then Jamie could head back to the guild.

Angelo walked towards that guild he saw that Phoenix wing symbol again. Guilds are the place that will accept magic users after his father told him he was worthless he wanted to do everything he could to prove him wrong. Angelo touched his gold necklace still missing his mother dearly as Mark his raven was on his shoulder he gently pet him as he screeched trying to tell me to go in. Except....all Angelo could do was stand in front of their door nervous as hell wondering if they would accept him even though he didn't have a penny to his name

Meanwhile, Avon could be found admiring the request board! He was in need of some cash, and was wondering what life would serve him up today if he decided to take a risk! However, not many of the jobs seemed too interesting. Or even doable to someone such as himself. However, maybe it was time to apply himself a bit harder? Just as he tries to find his way through life, he may as well put forward the same effort in his work!

But even if he put forth effort, that doesn't mean it was going to mean anything. And only two of the jobs seemed to catch his interest. The first one was 'Collect some Jara Jam', the reward was actually really handsome for the effort it might require. All it would require was a few hours in a forest pretending to be a herbalist. And the second was 'Bodyguards needed', which just drew him in due to his appetite for travel. However, that'd be a bit rough on Avon due to his lack of combat skills. Although maybe this would actually be a chance to test his mettle? Wouldn't be too hard with a few friends to back him up! Right?

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!

OOC: Collab with Infin1teZer0

IC:
Hidden on the stairs to the main room sat a small figure, unfazed by the silhouettes of the mountains in the golden light. Maho has only been in the guild for a few weeks. It still felt strange to be part of something - she has been on her own for such a long time. But like it or not, her skill¨set didn't exactly allow her to cover a wide variety of the jobs the guild was offered. And slowly but surely, her wallet was getting thin.

Sighing, the girl got up from the shadows, shuffling over to the board she has been avoiding for the last hour. None of the jobs really offered much in the first place - the world's distrust in magic was still pretty clear. But it was all she had. Maho figured she would get caught quickly if she went back to her old ways. She needed to lay low, and that meant getting work, and that meant joining someone, because she just couldn't pull any of the bigger ones on her own.

Shaking her head, she rose and climbed the stairs to the main room, intending to go have a look at what was on the 'menu'. Just as she crossed the threshold of the room, a bright smile appeared on her face. Maho silently thanked for her acting talent, as with the mood she was in, attracting anyone for a bigger job would have been impossible.

To her displeasure, the hall seemed mostly empty. The only other occupants she could see was a blonde who’s looks didn't really help Maho decide whether it was male or female, and hogging her board was someone whom she could best described as a walking corpse. And she hoped her choices would get better as the day advanced.

“You’ve been staring at that thing for quite some time,” a voice sounded out from behind Maho, “Are you having trouble choosing a request?” Not waiting for a reply, Astaroth strode past the younger girl and made a beeline for the request board himself, his blue cloak billowing behind him. He would normally have his hood up, but decided against it while indoors, exposing a mess of black hair that looked more akin to an animal’s nest. Hands in his pockets, he contemplated the various jobs on the board. He stood like that for several minutes, until he announced to no one in particular, “I can’t decide either.”

Gazing at the request board, Maho almost shrieked as suddenly someone spoke behind her. It appeared though as her little game worked - someone tried to strike a conversation. She cursed herself for not yet learning the names of all the people here - she didn’t think she’d be staying that long when she signed up, and didn’t give it much thought since.

Fortune smiled on her though, as it would appear the newcomer was in the same spot as her. Perhaps this wouldn’t be such a disaster as she thought. “That sounds about right.” she commented at her inability to decide. No sense beating around the bush. she thought, gathering some courage. “Do you feel like sharing?” she asked straight away.

“I don’t see why not,” Astaroth answered matter-of-factly, his voice an even monotone. He glanced at the request board again, and narrowed it down to two. They could either A, be someone’s bodyguards, or B, hunt down this Jack the Ripper and arrest him. Both seemed appealing to Astaroth, so he forwarded the question to Maho by taking both sheets and holding them next to each other, giving her a nonverbal request for her opinion.

Angelo jumped back completely surprised by that outburst was it really worth killing a member just for a bucket of water?! He was really trying to dive a sand spear up his friend "are you crazy?! He's you friend and your trying to kill him over a bucket of water?"He asked his heart pounding never really being in a real fight before and thought it was something serious yet he's playfully attacking his friend. Angelo starts to think that being poor wing really matter to these guys

It was the brink of dawn and the sun was just barely rising. But by that time, Eren had already been up and starting his daily workout. He was finishing it off by doing a handstand with his bare fingertips and remaining on them until they were about to give out. He let out a deep breath, flipping forward and landing on his feet. He rotated his shoulder as he began to walk away from his training spot "Well, time to go to the guild" His stomach began to growl "...maybe lunch first" He ran off to go get something to eat.

Eren was walking towards the guild, the building just on the horizon. He held a freshly made sandwich in his hands, Eren's eyes glowing with hunger. Eren opened his mouth and closed his eyes, about to take a big bite out of the delicious sandwich. But instead, he got a mouthful of sand. Eren spat out and coughed up the sand "Where the hell did that come from?!" Eren looked up, seeing a large dust cloud of sand at the guild entrance "That guy should watch where he's goin-" He stopped mid sentence, looking down at his now sand-filled sandwich "....." Eren's eyebrow twitched "He's gonna pay!!" Eren ran full speed at the dust cloud. He leaped towards where the sand was coming from and attempted to drop-kick the culprit from behind. There was a chance that Eren was attempting to drop-kick the right or wrong guy, but his stomach was controlling his body so he didn't even think twice.

Avon had simply wanted to look over the jobs in peace, but after the rable-rousers decided it would be a great idea to join the fray next to his little peace-bubble, he had started to get ticked off. His irritation also turned into a bit of curiousity, he did want to know what was happening. And after hearing his teammate Eren shout, his curiosity only grew more. So after taking one extra glance towards the Bodyguard job, he decided to wait it out and leave it be. If the job was there when he got back, he would think about it a little more, he actually began to hope that no one else would take it after he started jogging back to check out what was going on.

However, once he got close it was a bit tough to see. But it was clear what was going on, the idiots were acting up and Eren got caught up in it. Well, not much to do besides take a few steps back and watch. Because there was no way Avon was going to try and intervene, the only thing that would accomplish would be getting himself right on the track in front of the pain train.

On the city road, a cheerful girl in a flowing white long-sleeved blouse, form fitting black pants and boots made strides with a smile. It was a gorgeous morning, and everyone was just staring to get around. Elize felt energized on this day, practically tasting the opportunity that drifted on the winds. Her bright eyes shone in the light, and her raven hair bounced joyfully as she made her way to her destination: The Phoenix Wing Guild Hall. As she approached, the citizens made no effort to hide their distaste, but frankly, Elize couldn't care less if she tried. It was their own loss, after all.

As she made her approach, it seemed that commotion was already rising. It wasn't a surprise in the slightest, but it was still a bit jarring. On the ground beneath her, sand and dirt covered the cobble. "Oh, great..." Elize muttered as the grime got on her boots. It was a clear indicator of just who it was that was causing such a racket. "I swear, if I have to clean more sand out of the floorboards..." Her face scrunched up into a mildly annoyed sneer. Ever since she came to the guild four years ago, she'd been the one to do a lot of the cleaning and such around the guild hall. Elize hadn't planned on it today, but it seemed fate had thought differently.

Sure enough, there in the doorway stood Sidious, their resident sand mage, soaking wet with a bucket at his feet, and sand swirling about him. His target seemed to be Elliot in the back. "For the love of...".Elize walked into the hall, glancing at him. "I swear, can't you guys wait until at least noon before you trash the hall?" She looked at both of them, the source of her annoyance being the dirt all over her new boots. It took her quite a few jobs to save up for them, and they were already all scuffed! "I know you guys won't leave it like this, right?" A bit of a threatening tone crept into that last word, though most knew that she wouldn't ever hardly act on such threats. It was all part of being being in the Phoenix Wing family. Speaking of which, there seemed to be a new face outside, waiting to come in. Elize didn't say anything though, as she rarely did to outsiders. Eren had come in by now, and was starting even more trouble. Simply dodging whatever she could, Elize just kept walking.

Instead, she just made her to the back, where the request board resided. The young Avon was already there, eyeballing the various postings, as well as Astaroth and...what was her name? It started with an M...Maho, was it? Admittedly, Elize wasn't all that familiar with either the blond boy or this girl ,, but that didn't stop her from greeting them as she approached, if only to break through that barrier of newness. "Good morning! Any thing good today?" She inquired, though with a glance to the sparse offerings, she found the answer for herself. Mowing lawns? Rescuing cats? Seriously?! Elize ranted in her head, though she knew that this wasn't uncommon. This was the result of a still pervasive distrust in wizards. Elize looked to the side to see Astaroth holding two of the jobs, the most lucrative ones at that.

With a gentle smile, she approached the pair. "I doubt you guys want to split three ways, but...mind if I join in?" Elize asked, really needing any sizable amount of cash she could get.

Catherine had been at the guildhall since before sunrise, catching up on her reading. She wanted to take full advantage of the fact that the guild would be close to empty and nice and quiet. Unfortunately for her, the peace and quiet didn't seem to last long. "ELLIIIIIOOOOOOT!!!!!" She heard the outraged cry of another guildmate and gritted her teeth as she tired to focus on the words in front of her. Distracted by the noise by the door she forgot where she was and had to start from the top of the page, and then she realized that she'd just read the same line twice. Finally she couldn't take anymore.

She slammed an armored fist on the table, cracking the wood, and stood up, turning the face the unruly guild members. "SHUT UP!!!" She screamed. "CAN'T YOU MORONS KEEP IT DOWN IN THE MORNING!" Her cry of rage was abruptly answered by an errant blast of sand that hit her in the face. All thoughts of peace and quiet were abandoned at that point, as she spat out a mouthful of sand and stood up on the table. She raised her hand, her face a mask of anger. "Requip!" She said as a magic circle appeared in the air in front of her outstretched hand. "Magic Focus Bow."

A standard looking steel recurve bow appeared in her left hand and, as she drew back the bowstring with her right, magic gathered and formed into a glowing blue arrow, notched and ready to fire. Her eyes blazed as they roved the room, seeking a target to dispel her annoyance onto.

Angelo thought he had to get away and he super charged his body increasing his speed and he ran a distance to their bar then he quickly turned it off so nobody their would think he was looking for a fight but he was really trying to get away from any earth magic type user. These people really are crazy! Is that a bad thing though? Was what Angelo kept asking himself seeing the other faces in the guild hall and thankfully it was only the sand and his target that were starting a fight. Although that sweet girl that walked in told them to stop it for a moment she looked cute before she scared me to with those threats against the sand user.

Well, it looks like the pain train was going to have a new passenger. Avon started running to Catherine, and stopped himself in front of her. "I swear Catherine please don't get involved in this too. If anything, you should use your magic to try to prevent Eren from doing anything else that is considerably stupid." he told her. His arms were outstretched to the side and his chest in front of the arrow. The thoughts 'I hope to god she doesn't just shoot through me.' runs through his head. Out of fear, Avon prepares himself for the pain usually accompanying his regeneration.

His clothes ruined by the sand and dust particles, and his skin irritated by the friction accompanying it, these just helped Avon form his backup plan. If things do not improve immediately, he will just sprint out of the room. This was not a place he wanted to stay in any longer.

Sasha Shin had been sitting at a table in the guild for the last ten minutes. She knew she was easily missed by others, and tended to just blend in to the back ground if she didn't try and draw attention to herself. It had been a rough week for her though. Since coming to the guild just over a month ago, she had taken as many jobs as she could, to gather money, and had yet to find a place to fit in in this sometimes crazy guild.

Yet she knew all the guilds members names and their powers, even if they didn't know hers. This week though was the 11th anniversary of her parents and brothers deaths. She still missed them more than anything in the world, and it never seemed to get better. She sighed as the fighting started, as it inevitably did.

When the sand molding magic was used, Sasha reacted quickly, forming her hands, and saying "Ice Make: Bear shield!" A large, pure white and glistening bear formed, rising up on its hind legs, it took the majority of the sand, and Sasha brushed sand off her table, dismissing the bear. She calmly ate her cake, decided to let the guild members sort it out for themselves. She had no need or want to get involved at the moment.

She watched as the scene continued to play out, until it seemed over. Finally, she rose, brushing back her hair and approached the job board. She made herself appear shy and timid, muttering an "Excuse me" despite the fact that she wanted so desperately to fit in, and have friends, it just didn't seem to be working.

So she would go on one more job, and then just stay at the guild for a bit, she decided. Talk with the other guild members some more. Make friends and maybe form a team.

Amelia was sitting in the back of the guild, her sketchpad out and a cup of tea nearby. The guild's 'little sister' since she was both the youngest member and the youngest girl there, she didn't take many jobs unless they sounded relaxing and easy to do. Magic in general was distrusted but magic involving the dead, like her Necro Spirit magic, was flat out despised by the general public. So she made it a point to never get involved in anything the might require fighting so as to not cause trouble for the guild.

That being said, he guild got into plenty of trouble by itself, especially when some of it's members where rather... excitable. Elliot had been up to his usual pranks and this time Sidious had gotten wet as a result for not being cautious. Sidious when proceeded to lose his temper at attack Elliot, which quickly resulted in more chaos as other members either tried to add more attacks or stop the attacks with spells of their own.

Wit a sigh, Amelia took a sip of her tea only to find sand in it. Grumbling to herself, she picked up her things and went to the bar and took a seat there while pushing the now ruined drink towards the tender, hoping she could get a new one. She took a quick glance around and her eyes rested on the request board, where several members of the guild had gathered and ignored he ensuing 'fight'. She wondered if any of them would mind bringing her along. Unlikely, seeing as they probably saw her as too young and burdensome. So she settled for seeing who would be working with who for now.

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Amelia was sitting in the back of the guild, her sketchpad out and a cup of tea nearby. The guild's 'little sister' since she was both the youngest member and the youngest girl there, she didn't take many jobs unless they sounded relaxing and easy to do. Magic in general was distrusted but magic involving the dead, like her Necro Spirit magic, was flat out despised by the general public. So she made it a point to never get involved in anything the might require fighting so as to not cause trouble for the guild.That being said, he guild got into plenty of trouble by itself, especially when some of it's members where rather... excitable. Elliot had been up to his usual pranks and this time Sidious had gotten wet as a result for not being cautious. Sidious when proceeded to lose his temper at attack Elliot, which quickly resulted in more chaos as other members either tried to add more attacks or stop the attacks with spells of their own.Wit a sigh, Amelia took a sip of her tea only to find sand in it. Grumbling to herself, she picked up her things and went to the bar and took a seat there while pushing the now ruined drink towards the tender, hoping she could get a new one. She took a quick glance around and her eyes rested on the request board, where several members of the guild had gathered and ignored he ensuing 'fight'. She wondered if any of them would mind bringing her along. Unlikely, seeing as they probably saw her as too young and burdensome. So she settled for seeing who would be working with who for now.

Angelo looked around getting his breath back and he wondered if he could order a drink or did he have to be an official member to do so. Angelo wondered who was in charge here, when he looked around he saw a little girl at the bar with him "um hi, I'm Angelo. I don't know how this whole guild thing works but you seem to be the only person not looking for a fight. I don't really know if your a member but do you know what I have to do to join?" Angelo asked feeling both stupid and embarrassed that he was asking a little girl but like he mentioned she was the only one not looking for a fight

It was just about an average day for Victor. He was enjoying the beautiful morning at his small apartment probably to small considering his size, but he was content with what he had. The best part though was being able to experience another day at the guild. The few years that he spent their had always been exciting, and the people that he meet always interesting. He took a quick look at his wallet and smirked. It was half empty, and his rent was coming up soon, he knew that this meant it was time to see what was on the quest bored.

Victor quickly got ready, and rushed to the guild hall once again to begin another wonderful day with the people he considered family. Once he finally arrived the door was wide closed, but he could hear the load commotion from outside. "Those bastards started a fight without me" he angrily shouted to himself. After a few second's of letting anger build up inside him, Victor immediately charged through the door, and yelled "you guys think you can just start a fight without me huh?" The guild immediately went silent for a few seconds, but then immediately continued with Victor joining in.

Sasha sighed, realising the ob she wanted was in the hand of someone else. So she shrugged, and decided to wait for a while before choosing a job. She looked around the guild, seeing a boy Angelo talking with Amelia.

She hesitated, but she had seen that the girl was drawing. Sasha loved to draw, and was enthusiastic about it. She knew the Amelia was the youngest member, but didn't know if the boy was a member. Which probably meant he wasn't.

So she went over, noting that the boy was nervous. She caught the last sentence, "Sorry, I over heard. The master is at a meeting at the moment" She said, before giving Amelia a smile, "I find I never get much time to draw anymore"

Angelo smacked his forehead in annoyance. he couldn't believe he came here to see the guild master and he wasn't even here. so much for joining he thought to himself. he looked at the girls seeing they seemed like sweet girls and since they haven't participated in any fighting yet he assumed they weren't as crazy as the others that he saw. He just wanted to join and start working to get a name for himself but he wouldn't be doing anything for a while till someone with the authority to make him a member of the guild came and actually noticed. Right now he felt like he was in a minefield and one wrong move would tear the place apart although whether it was an exaggeration or not he couldn't tell in the slightest "do I have to be a member to get a drink to calm my nerves?" he asked the barkeep still feeling like he would jump out of his skin soon

Minah was catnapping on a table in the guild when she was aroused by a loud commotion. Sitting up she blinked her eyes a few time before opening them slowly, looking around yawning she saw a fight going on in the corner. Jumping up and standing on the table, smiled. “A fight, count meow in!” Minah shouted before pouncing through the air at the fight, not bothering to activate her magic. Although some of her guildmates were using it, she was confident that the physical endurance she built up over years of training would sustain her through this fight. With a laugh she threw a roundhouse kick at whoever happened to be unlucky enough to be close to her, "Take that, Nyahahahahahaha!"

Victor was taking many blows, and hits from the general onslaught of the fighting within the guild only to turn around mid fight, and take a round house kick to the face by Minah. The blow was powerful enough to make him fall back into the tables, as she laughed in her evil cat like tone. He smirked, and shouted back "You think you can take me on feline?" He then quickly got off the ground, and onto his feet, only to immediately charge back at Minah with a powerful lunge, and yelled once again "your not even a real cat."