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Zayne stepped foot inside the city, returning home after a mission. In his right hand, he held the prize the client seeked: An enchanted Chalice imbued with healing magic, said to be able to cure any ailment if given enough time to do so. He was not sure why he wanted this chalice specifically, there were several easier ways to get one like it, but the guy had offered half a mill for someone to adventure down into a dangerous temple, grab the chalice, and return alive. SOmething that had, much to Zayne's enjoyment, been a lot tougher then was let on, though Zayne's instincts already told him it would. The Temple had, in fact, been enchanted, booby trapped, and then created like a puzzlebox, re-arranging itself every ten minutes. Additionally, the walls, floors, columns, and various other objects turned into monsters after he removed the chalice and walked near them. He was not sure why this Chalice was so special, but Zayne had enjoyed himself thoroughly this time. Sure, it was not an S-Rank Mission like he wanted, at least not originally, but Zayne was pretty sure after the giant demon fox showed up, it had become one. On second thought, no. S-Ranks were actually extremely tough but exciting. This was just exciting.

Which is what made things unfortunate when a group of thugs stopped him on the outskirts of the city. "Hand over that chalice boy, and no one gets hurt".

"Guys, I would stop now. Trust me, you do not want...." Zayne started, when one of them surprised Zayne by using magic to throw an ice punch at him. Zayne didn't realize they were wizards, but he did not see any Guild alignment. Then he realized it, they were Freelancers here to try and steal the chalice and take his reward from Zayne. That kinda ticked Zayne off, that they had just been waiting to pray on another Wizard's hard work like that. And they probably expected Zayne was tired out too. They would be wrong, Zayne regenerated energy life he could diffuse fire: Very quickly. And now, he was really annoyed at these low life parasites.

He landed on his feet after the blow, and then moved at incredibly speeds towards the first guy, punching him straight in the face and sending the grown man sprawling backward by a kid....who had yet to even use magic yet. That was just his full strength punch. "Now, let me show you my magic.....Fire Dragon Soaring Wings!"

As he extended his hands outward, two giant walls of fire that seemed similar to the wings of a soaring dragon blasted forward and smashed into another two thugs, leaving only two left. They were a little on edge now, after seeing a kid take out over half their group. One of them charged towards him recklessly, or so Zayne thought originally. When the guy was about to punch him, he was just going to block, but then he sensed it. The guy was using Boost magic to make his maximum strength 500% it normally would. Blocking the blow would shatter Zayne's arm, so he dodged instead. Zayne then used his own Boost magic to make himself stronger, and then uppercut the guy right in the face to send him flying into the river. He then grabbed the last guy by the collar. "Tell your friends, the stories about the Fire Dragon are true. And that if I see any of you in this town again, I will incinerate your bones to ash".

Zayne pushed the guy away, and then began walking toward town. He smiled a little, because honestly he was just trying to scare them away, and it worked. He never saw it, or else he would have confronted the guy too, but someone was watching him, and the Guildhall, from afar. A raven was tailing Zayne.

As soon as he arrived at the Guildhall, he kicked open the doors with enough force they cracked a little. He had forgotten he was still under the effects of Boost magic. "Sup people! I have returned alive and successful!"

Guildmaster Roran Ellian looked at him. "Hey, what took you so long? That temple is just one day away, over the lake".

Well, thats because I walked around the lake because I cant swim. Your like a father to me, but seriously, I hate you sometimes. You did that on purpose because you know I quite literally cant swim. "There were not any boats available, so I had to walk the whole way" Zayne lied. Anyone in the Guildhall who knew Zayne well enough could probably guess that he lied too.

Roran knew he was lying too. He just really wanted Zayne to get over his fear of the water. He would avoid boats as much as he could help it. Unfortunately, it appears Zayne would rather walk around a lake, a three day trip, then just take the boat across in a day. Clearly, additional work would be needed.

"Well, good job! Take some time off to celebrate!" Roran told him, when he noticed Zayne was already looking at the S-Rank Job Board. Within a second, he was next to Zayne, holding him up by the hood of his cloak. "I am serious! Take a damn break!"

"Okay okay" Zayne conceded. "A small break".

With that, Zayne went to go eat and hang out with some other guildmembers, while Roran looked through some of his mail. A lot of important things, some of which worried him. No matter, he could wait awhile to address them, but....well, one of the messages concerned him over the others.

(Intro post done! Let the RP commence!)