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❝We are all made up of star dust.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#27408B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #EEA2AD】
|| Blame || Bastille ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#27408B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #EEA2AD】
|| Blame || Bastille ||
Lyra Alula placed the horn of a boar on the desk. Adonis looked up at her, grinning that fanged grin of his. "Told you it'd be a cinch for someone of your... talents." Lyra brushed her hair off of her shoulders, its fiery shade glinting in the sunlight of morning. It was still rather early, Lyra had set off at dawn to hunt the boars that were terrorizing travelers in the woods. The horn of the Great Boar was proof of her work, as had been described in the quest. "I never said I couldn't do it." Adonis pushed a small bag of coin her way. She opened up the pouch, counting it carefully. "You know I would never short you," his ears twitched in annoyance. Lyra didn't trust many, she had been skeptical upon joining a guild, but knew it would be the best way to find her Master.
"As always, thank you for your-" she stopped short upon seeing the request on his table. "What is this?" Lyra picked up the pamphlet, holding it up to the light. She still struggled to read human language, very different from the fairy runes she had grown up with. "The Glass Tower?" Lyra's eyes began to sparkle, she turned back towards Adonis, who yawned and stretched. "I think I'm going to pass, our guild doesn't need trouble like that." She slammed her palms against the table, leaning forward. "How could you? The Glass Tower is the every adventurer's dream!" Her's included. She had heard of it as a child, a tale of a tower made of glass that touched the sky. Guarded by a fearsome dragon, deep in the woods.
It had been discovered by adventurers long almost ten years ago and the only man who had gotten past the dragon had not lived to tell the tale. "Exactly, it's fools gold. A suicide mission, I'm not going to send my family to their deaths." Adonis rose, no doubt to greet the others who had just arrived back from their mission. "Adonis, I think we should do it." Lyra spoke stubbornly, with a sigh, Adonis shook his head. "Fine, but you're going to have to put the team together." He opened one eye, grinning. Had Lyra been tricked? Had he tricked Lyra into doing all of the work for him? Her cheeks turned pink in indignation. "Great, then I get the biggest cut." She smiled, to which Adonis turned around, tail twitching. "Fine," he agreed, waving in dismissal. The flyer crumpled in her hands.
Lyra grinned as she walked out, passing a few of the guild members in the hall. She went down to the common area, where others had gathered, returning or preparing for a mission. "Alright, listen up!" Lyra slammed her fist down on a table to garner their attention. She was not shy and she had not foreseen any deaths, so Lyra would take any volunteers for this. "I need only the bravest to come forth and join me in the ultimate adventurer's quest!" Adonis clapped a hand on her shoulder, Lyra nearly jumping out of her skin. "I've already to approve of this quest, but it will be volunteer only."
"We'll need a healer, fighters, and anyone else who thinks they might want to come!" Lyra finished, feeling eager. This was a dream of her's, besides finding her former master of course. Every fairy knew of the Glass Tower, a mystical structure that had appeared nearly ten years ago. No one knew what was inside, no one knew what sort of treasures may lay in wait. "Oh, Nieve," Lyra smiled, seeing her rise from a nearby table. "Do you want to volunteer as our healer?"