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Alima, Astron and Yupo
Alima looked up as her two requested members entered. She tossed the large report at Astron. "You seen this yet?" She asked, petting the Whooper on his head. Her "children" have done well. "Just read that first page there..." She sighed as the children returned to their play.

"Four years we've worked. Four hard, long years." She held her head in her hands. "And not once did we hear of any fighting. No wars. But then suddenly, right as we're about to reveal our status to the kingdoms, this happens." She stood and paced, a frown marring her face. "I believe in fate but this... This is no coincidence." She walked over to Yupo and took one of the milk bottles, paying the girl properly.

"Thank you for coming quickly, Yupo. I know you're only a merchant and I have no right to ask this of you, but I need your help. With the war, many children will be left, abandoned. Just thinking about that makes me mad. So you and I will travel through the kingdoms, saving as many of these lost souls. We have the resources to help them." She pleaded, looking the Miltank in the eyes before facing Astron again.

"I'll be leaving so I'm leaving the guild in your hands. Everyone'll listen to you, just as they listen to me." She smiled at her second in command. "I trust you to protect what I have built up, my friend." She then opened the milk bottle and drank from it, feeling her body relax slightly. "Alright, the two of you are dismissed. And Astron, don't try to take on all this guild tasks. Ask some of our senior members like Whisp or Leon, okay?"

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Amos
The Ninjask messenger approached the young prince, holding his hands up in defeat. "My prince. I come with a message from her highness." The Ninjask pulled out the letter from Artemis and held it out. "My prince, I will not force you to take this but I would suggest it. After all, she still is your mother." When the letter was removed from his care, he bowed and turned to leave.