Oliver followed Sanguine, wondering what actually went on during these sorts of meetings. He'd never actually attended one, since the Guild Master had always handled that sort of thing. And before it had always been a game. Now, it definitely didn't feel like a game, and he got the feeling he'd be attending a lot more meetings. The Paladin wasn't a huge fan of the setting for the briefing, but he supposed it was better than nothing. Then things kicked off with his boss saying that they needed to organize reports based on where they were on a map. It seemed really weird to him, and slightly unproductive, but he wasn't going to argue. She was the strategic mastermind behind the guild, and so far they had a perfect record. He just hoped things continued to go so well.
The next two hours were long and mind-numbing. But the warrior did manage to learn a few things. They'd discovered a forest full of greenskins and trolls. Apparently there was also some kind of fancy magical creature somewhere in there as well. Oliver wanted to volunteer to lead the force that would destroy any and all evil in the forest, but he figured he would wait for the vampire to make her own plans before he started jumping to conclusions. Of course, she didn't make any decisions just yet, so he was left to keep silent, probably until the next day. His tactical mind was already churning, but there was nothing for it. He could do little until the next day, even if there were men-at-arms available to be led into the fray. In the end, he nodded when Sanguine suggested bedtime.
"I'm not tired any more... But I suppose you're right, I should try and get some sleep..." he agreed quietly. He didn't dare say anything else with others in the room, so he left it at that. Taking one last longing glance at the map, he finally turned away. There was nothing he could do. The greenskin horde would be there in the morning, and maybe the Guild Master would let him vanquish them then. From there he let her lead the way, thinking he'd ambush her for a goodnight kiss before retiring to his own room. As much as he might have wanted to spend the night with her, Oliver didn't want to presume too much. Sure they'd admitted to liking each other very much, and were surprisingly well acquainted for internet friends, but he wasn't sure how far that could get him, and playing it a little safe was definitely better than getting any future chances cut off by being too bold...
The next two hours were long and mind-numbing. But the warrior did manage to learn a few things. They'd discovered a forest full of greenskins and trolls. Apparently there was also some kind of fancy magical creature somewhere in there as well. Oliver wanted to volunteer to lead the force that would destroy any and all evil in the forest, but he figured he would wait for the vampire to make her own plans before he started jumping to conclusions. Of course, she didn't make any decisions just yet, so he was left to keep silent, probably until the next day. His tactical mind was already churning, but there was nothing for it. He could do little until the next day, even if there were men-at-arms available to be led into the fray. In the end, he nodded when Sanguine suggested bedtime.
"I'm not tired any more... But I suppose you're right, I should try and get some sleep..." he agreed quietly. He didn't dare say anything else with others in the room, so he left it at that. Taking one last longing glance at the map, he finally turned away. There was nothing he could do. The greenskin horde would be there in the morning, and maybe the Guild Master would let him vanquish them then. From there he let her lead the way, thinking he'd ambush her for a goodnight kiss before retiring to his own room. As much as he might have wanted to spend the night with her, Oliver didn't want to presume too much. Sure they'd admitted to liking each other very much, and were surprisingly well acquainted for internet friends, but he wasn't sure how far that could get him, and playing it a little safe was definitely better than getting any future chances cut off by being too bold...