Ceryl walked through the town, munching at a corn on the cob. He still had a bit of money, but not enough to last forever. He kept walking till he saw the guild entrance. Mystic Ram. It would be an opportunity to meet new people, and more importantly to earn more money. But would they accept a child to join them? The only way to find out would be to go inside.
Ceryl thought about what impact this decision would have on his life. Sure, he could become close to people again, but what if they were lost too? Could he deal with the trauma again? No regrets, thought Ceryl as he entered the guild hall.