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.