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"Your statements aren't that far off. We were never quite that expansive as far as our member count, I think our maximum was fifteen or twenty, but I may as well start from the beginning." Ranos replied, shielding his eyes from the intensity of the sun.

"A long time ago, maybe two hundred years ago, the whole country fell under siege by an evil necromancer named Lemkey. Legends have it that either he was a mage of the king's court gone rogue, a spawn of the demons, or the gods' personification of death itself, come to usher Anissa into his dark domain. Personally, I believe he was just another powerhungry little man who lost his soul to the dark arts."

"Now Lemkey had marched his army up to Umbryn, and his forces were just about to take the walls. Before the battle, however, King Taito-Yun the Third had gathered nine of the strongest fighters in his domain and had them lead the defense of the city. After succeeding with very few casualties, which were briefly healed by one of the fighters, a mage, they lead a counterattack so fierce that it lead straight to the heart of Lemkey's camp and to the slaying of the dark wizard himself."

"The fighters were celebrated and given the highest honors. While I'm told that they didn't have the best of friendship, they were able to come together to always provide a shield and sword to aid the people of Anissa. They are known now as "The Nine Swords." My mother is...was...a descendant of one of those men, a hulk of a man named Aegis."

"But that is why I want to restore the guild to its former place; so we can fulfill the promise laid out by The Nine Swords. So the people of Anissa can feel no fear. That's why we're going to go save those children in Nalyn. The Guild is supposed to represent the heart and soul of Anissa, because without us it wouldn't be there. And we must be cultural and, albeit not too much, proper."