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"Umm we captured...a cockaroach It had...gotten into the woman's bath..and Miss Nephele use her fog...to paralyse it"
"Really? What happened to it?" Bart inquired more.
"It flew away." Neil answered that question. "Gone with the wind."
"Oh? You saw the whole thing?"
Neil's face reddened a bit before replying. "Yeah. Yeah, you could say that."
"Hello Guildmaster. My name is Feast, and this eager young girl is Shatter. Please don't mind her attitude, she gets like that when she's bored. Cattiness aside she's a sweet girl."
"Oh, okay." Bart remarked, intimidated. "Th-Though, you've gotta wait until the next day for the next round of quests. And also... it doesn't guarantee killing." He added. "A-Also, do you mind telling us more about yourself? You're a newcomer, are you not?"
"While your continued practice of donating to the guild is admirable, it is in the long term going to cause significant financial straits for the guild building. I suggest we impose a mandatory profit donation to the guild. While it might not be a pleasant suggestion, it will benefit everyone in the long run, especially as our name attracts more adventurers. Perhaps, 20 to 25% would be a reasonable amount, providing a quest is actually successful. A more unfavorable approach would be to charge for a quest posting fee, but that will definitely deter potential contractors away from us."
"Hmmm... Not a bad idea but we're not exactly hard on funds right now, you know?" Bart replied to Nephele's proposal. "Besides, at this pace we can sustain ourselves without needing to mandatory anything. So long as members continue sharing with us the reward money, we don't need to force anyone to give the guild their share." The guildmaster explained. "But tell you what, we'll do that in the event we run out of money."
"Guildmaster Bartholomew, I've completed the request you've asked of me. It was a success, despite some unexpected complications. Sir Emilio is well and alive."
"Ah, that's good, Yang. Oh, before I forget." Bart then announced to everyone on the table. "Everyone! Meet Yang Bethlehem. She was the member that I wrote to to help out. Yang, why don't you introduce yourself to everyone else and maybe a thing or two about you?"
"Anyway, sounds like that despite the dangers, you guys turned out just alright." Bart remarked about some of the quests. "However, can you guys humor your Guildmaster and uhh, tone down your quests to Varjo?" He made a strange request. One that probably piqued the attentions of everyone on the table.
Neil was the first to respond. "Why?"
"Er, well. Varjo isn't exactly a nation to be messed with, you know?" Bart replied. "If you guys keep returning to help the rebellion, they'll start wondering who you are which might lead them to figuring out that the guild is supporting the rebellion. If that happens, Varjo will surely come after the Guild one way or another." He explained grimly. "I don't want that to happen. I don't want everything we've worked for so far to be wiped out or stolen." He added. "And if we really irk them, Varjo might even send an entire army against us."
"Well... if it's that bad then why not shuffle the people working for the rebellion?" Neil proposed before explaining more in detail. "In order for our members not to be identified, we can have people work on a Varjo-related quest on one day and a different group or team on some other day and then another different group on the next. That way, there will be less chance that the Varjans will realize that someone is consistently assisting the rebellion."
"Hmm ...But still..." Bart was unsure of Neil's plan. "What do you guys think?"
Keeping The Peace
"Cease this unlawful behavior immediately!"
Your shout was heard and the two men's attentions shifted to you. Before you could say anything else, the two men stopped their feud immediately and ran away in differing directions. Ponder on why they were fighting or why they just upped and ran upon the sight of you but it was unlikely that they were coming back to resume their fight. With that, your duty in these abandoned parts were done and you returned to Riñas at the church.
"Oh, Mister Argento. You've returned!" The Dark Priest greeted you. "How was your patrol? Did you run into any complications?" She asked. "I hope they weren't anything difficult. If you ran into any, that is."
Sordan was too quick for Batta the Beast, his thrust was evaded and was taken advantage of. Batta had been slashed twice on his torso and to assure his demise, Jerod stuck his rapier into him from behind. "What? How... How did you--" He did not finish. He could not finish. Batta fell to the ground dead.
With the leader dead and their ranks mostly decimated, the remaining Brigands ran for their lives. The small battle was over.
You successfully dispatch the three Brigands coming by combining your skills with the green-haired girl. The other Brigands that came after you also met the wrath of your combined arms.
"Amazing lanceplay, Rionach." The girl complimented. "I've been shown how to wield a lance but I never really excelled at it."
The swordsmen Sordan and Jerod have slain the bandit leader and that was the nail to the coffin for the bandit group who ran away, ending the battle.
The party was invited back to the green-haired girl's home, a ger as she called it, to get their bearings from the fight earlier. While Jarde was talking to the girl inside the ger, the rest of the party stayed just outside and waited.
This small moment of respite was used by Keerin to approach Sordan and Jerod. "Fantastic work again, gentlemen." She remarked at the two swordsmen, her voice as emotionless as ever. "Although, Sir Sordan here has not introduced himself properly to us nor we to him. Allow me to begin." Starting with a bow, she began. "I am Keerin and this is Lord Jerod of House Staudinger. We are in the service of Prince Jarde Devaron, the Crown Prince of Elibe. I remember you being in the forest after Dragonrage Pass so I'm assuming you know our objectives."
"However, I will tell you now that our journey may be a perilous one. We are trying to prevent a war after all." Keerin added.
The party was invited back to the green-haired girl's home, a ger as she called it, to get their bearings from the fight earlier. While Jarde was talking to the girl inside the ger, the rest of the party stayed just outside and waited.
Merilia plopped right next to you with a long sigh. "Hey, you did good out there." Lying on the grass with her hands behind her head, she continued. "...Look, I'm sorry I was kind of rude when we first introduced. Not many people want to associate with him and those who do usually has a hidden agenda." She explained. "It's that white splash on his hair that messed everything up. Lot of people in Elibe and other parts in the Concilium regard that as a bad omen or at worst, a curse."
"Still, Prince Jarde remains a trusting person." Merilia sighed again. "I hope you do not take advantage of his trust."
"My dear Eilidh seem to have liked your town very much and I do wish to bring her here again with me in order to see the beautiful town and walk a bit... Because of that, I am concerned about your city's future. Even being an outsider, consider my words, as I am much more experienced than you may think."
"Honestly, I'd rather have that wizard dead than free myself, but his followers didn't need to die. None of them. I'm proud of the fact that I didn't so much as hurt any of the soldiers. The song worked. It just wasn't enough. Bast is right. Even if not everyone here wants to kill, or even to hurt, they should be taught to fight. I might be biased, coming from the Centaur clans and tribes of the grasslands, but a society than cannot attack cannot defend."
Gina was unamused at the answers given to her. "Is this true, Valerie?" She asked the red-armored Valkyrie. "Do you really just have a 'warrior's heart'? Do you really just want to defend the Shrine-Town Of Eros? "
Valerie attempted to respond but no words came out of her mouth. Her eyes then averted as she tried to force words out of her but alas, only silence was her reply. Though finally, she managed to say something to Gina. "...It's still my request, Gina..." She muttered something not very relevant to the discussion.
"...That is true. I apologize. I simply wanted to show you that we could accomplish this even without you." Gina then returned her attention to Bast and Eilidh. "And as for you two. I'll repeat again, we are followers of Eros. We don't do fighting. We have our own ways of defending ourselves without using weapons or shedding the blood of our attackers. Actual fighting is in the realm of Ares and even they detest bloodshed." She explained. "But if you so insistent in using violence to solve your problems, take care it does not spiral out of your control." The Gandharva then sighed. "Valerie and I will bring all these men back to the Shrine-Town. Valerie, did you bring the reward for these two guild members?"
"Err, no." Valerie replied sheepishly. "Sorry."
"I see. Send to the guild house the reward as soon as possible, okay?" Gina ordered Valerie. "Regardless of our views on the matter, we still need a way to finally deal with Ravager's Rest. Why don't you two ask around your guild for any suggestions. We'll consider any that will be offered to us. We will also do the same."
Whatever the reply was to Gina's request, Eilidh and Bast returned to the guild afterwards and reached it by nightfall.
"Let's go back. I just hope that doing some work will help me to clear my head..."
Bart sighed. "Well, if that's what you want." The guild master gave up in trying to convince you.
The two of you rejoined Haley and Talia in putting down the fences. The wooden barrier covered a lot of the grassland, allowing space for the horses and maybe more. You and the others finished by dusk and used the remaining free time resting from the endeavor.
"It's... alright, Maria..." Neil answered with a smile. "I'll... be fine... Thanks."
"Please, consider how terrifying it is to have a small, fast flying creature buzzing about while you're nude. I doubt you'd much like it if a spider crawled from the ceiling onto your shoulder while you were reading. Same principle, really."
"Hehe... True..." Neil replied. "Though... aren't you... a Dragon and a, uhh, Mothwoman? Such beings like yourselves... shouldn't be afraid of... lesser creatures... like that roach or... me, for that matter."
"You'd like to get stronger, yes? Why not ask that white haired minotaur friend of yours? Or perhaps you'd be more interested in learning magic?"
"Magnus?" Neil replied, uttering the name of the male Minotaur. "I... I don't know... I heard from Bart... that Magnus doesn't really... like me." He then added. "He told me... that Magnus asked... what use I am... to the guild. I... don't blame him... in asking that..."
In due time, the effects of Nephele's breath wore off and Neil could move again. Of course, he was still quite sluggish in his movement but the paralysis was gone.
Most of the guild have reunited at the dining table for the night's dinner. Bart was the first one to speak with a voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "Another day has passed for us in The Guild." He began. "Thanks to me, Freyr, Haley and Talia. We finally have an official field where we can store our horses. Can also double as a training ground if you guys want." He announced. "However, starting from tomorrow, we must begin setting aside gold for our supplies. So while I will not stop you from taking a break every once in a while, please keep that in mind."
"Now then, how fare everyone on their quests today?" The guild master then asked, eager to hear the members' stories.
Meanwhile, Neil looked at Nephele and Maria with eyes that clearly wondered if they should share what happened with them earlier.
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