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Tidal Serpent

Guild Hall

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Tidal Serpent's Guild Hall

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The Tidal Serpent Guild owns a large square plot of land on the south-west edge of the city. Four giant square pillars made of glowing blue stone stand at each corner of the property, bending to reach a point high above, at the center of the property. Below that center point, on the ground, that spot is occupied by a fountain with a statue of a Water Serpent roaring into the sky.
Around that fountain is a garden, with ponds, flowers, and trees. Benches are placed randomly around the space and guild members often spend time there to relax or picnic. Outside of the relaxing environment of the garden there is an entire different atmosphere. The street around the garden is lively, often bustling with activity.

Right along the river is the guild's own dock, a lot of the members still being sailors or preferring to travel by sea. Opposite the river and dock is the entrance to the Guild Square, the road being between two small buildings. One, is a shop which the guild rents out to help pay for guild expenses. The other has always been passed down to the the guild master to do with what they wanted.

Leaving the dock, to the left are the dorms. There are two dorms, one for the boys and the other for the girls. Each building has a common room on the first floor with a kitchen area and plenty of different forms of entertainment. The floors above all have multiple, two person dorms that each contain a living area, two bedrooms, a large bathroom, a small kitchen, and two desks.

Opposite the dorms is the Guild Hall, a beautiful building made of pale blue stone. The entire front 3/4ths of the first floor is a tavern/restaurant tables, chairs, and benches scattered around the space. The back part of the building's first floor is split into two rooms, a kitchen and an infirmary. The second floor has a three-bedroom loft/apartment that the Malaerion family resides in. There are also a few guest rooms up there and a request board separate from the one downstairs with S-Class jobs on it, the higher ranked jobs being kept in the Guild Master's Loft.
Though it can occasionally get rowdy in the Guild Hall, the guild members try to keep it to a minimum when inside, it being the one thing Oceana is strict about.
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Guild Hall

Tidal Serpent's Guild Hall

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Guild Hall is a part of Nymphaea City.

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Freya Malaerion [2] "You're a pretty one aren't you? Come have a drink with this old woman and I'll show you why I was so popular in my day!"

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In Fiore there is a city called Nymphaea City. This City is the largest port-city in Fiore, the River it sits on leading directly into the Ocean. Within this city is a large compound belonging to a magical guild called Tidal Serpent.
This Guild has just completed their S-Class Trials and the Guild Master, Castien Malaerion, has called for everyone's attention...


"With the trials finished we have our newest S-Class Wizard, Dolores De La Fuente." Smiling warmly at the mentioned Wizard, Castien waved her up to come up to where he was in front of the guild. When she had reached his side he continued. "And with her, a new guild master ascends into power. Let us welcome them both into their new positions!" Castien walked over and removed his pendant, clasping it around his daughter's neck. He then reached of a small box sitting on the table next to her before turning back to the crowd. "As her first act of Guild Master, Oceana will give Dolores her Initiation Gift."




Oceana looked a bit surprised at her father's announcement but then quickly removed the pendant that she wore so her father could replace it with his own. When she was handed the box she smiled, quickly gave her father a peck on the cheek, and then rushed over to Dolores, grabbing her in a tight hug. "OH MY GOSH YOU DID IT DOLLY! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!!!" Giggling Oceana released Dolores as quickly as she had grabbed her. Taking a step back Oceana presented the gift to her and said the traditional words. "As Guild Master of Tidal Serpent, I officially name you an S-Class Wizard. May your ship sail straight and your light shine true, no matter the storms you weather."

Turning to the rest of the guild Oceana stepped forward. "As Guild Master I am suspending all jobs until next week so that everyone can rest and recover. All members of the guild are required to attend the assembly in the guild hall I will be holding at the end of the week. Now, let's all give a hand to our newest S-Class Wizard!"

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Oceana skipped across the guild hall, casually skipping up onto the bar counter, using the chairs and bar seats as stepping stones. Though there was a stage Oceana felt it much too formal and found she liked the bar much better, a trait she shared with her grandmother. "Can I have everyone's attention please?" she then waited, giggling as someone repeated her request in a far louder and far more abrasive way.






Rin looked up from her seat, near one of the corners of the large room, at Oceana's call. Honestly she was a bit annoyed at this point, having been unable to take a job for almost a week now. She was still very unused to being in the guild and constantly being around the other members was nerve-wracking for her. Thankfully she had been saving her money so she had enough to pay her rent and such, which had been due this week. Originally she had been more upset about it but Oceana's response to her complaint had been to move into the Girl's Dorm, an offer Rin had quickly turned down. Perking up at the thought of being able to get out of the guild hall Rin gave the new Guild Master her full attention.

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β€œOH MY GOSH YOU DID IT DOLLY! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!!!”

Well at least she was happy about it.

In the face of congratulatory ceremonies and the fact that she’d emerged victorious out of a notorious contest, Dolores was pretty much the emotional desert she’d always been; stone-faced and barely a smile to share. Much in contrast to the other woman, who’d thought hugging the newest S-class wizard was a good idea. But Dolores endured. Unwillingly, but she endured.

For both their sakes.

Oceana had meant well enough, she supposed, and for that alone Dolores had to suppress the urge to frown just a little too hard. Maybe she was just tired, and this whole farce of a celebration only made it more apparent that, yes, that bed and a good hour's rest sounded really nice about now. But again, Dolores endured. Unsmiling and unfazed until she could drop the act and have a well-deserved shower.

Another day, another grind. If there had been anything worse than to stand ceremony because you were the newest S-class wizard, it had been that delightful ban which meant all she could do was sit around twiddling her thumbs until she either killed herself out of boredom or beat the odd few wizards still wanting a sparring partner, of which there had been fewer of each day (presumably because of her promotion).

Wasn’t like to kill her time soon. And so she sat at the bar, exchanging pleasantries with some of the members if she wasn’t dead set on ignoring them, but when Oceana came skipping into the hall shouting for attention, Dolores hoped to be able to get back to her usual routine.

Sooner rather than later. And when the room wouldn’t quiet down, the woman drummed on the counter with her empty mug, roaring β€œAttention!” until there was naught but a whisper from the corner of the guild.

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Character Portrait: Rin Hitomi Character Portrait: Artemie Scheherazade Character Portrait: Bardulf Sherwood Character Portrait: Slick Character Portrait: Cheneres Se-anhur IV Character Portrait: Dolores De La Fuente Character Portrait: Keiji Okaro Character Portrait: Oceana Malaerion Character Portrait: Jin Takeshi
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Oceana waited for silence and watched a few more people enter the guild hall, most of them quickly noticing something was going on. As she waited, she took notice of Slick at the bar when he spoke out, using that dreaded nickname he called her. "Ey, Get on with it Shaun. I think you’ve kept the people waiting long enough." Narrowing her eyes at Slick, Oceana made a mental note to get back at him for it later, before rolling her eyes and focusing on the task at hand. This idea had been long in the making, though she had never been able to convince her father to go through with it. Scanning the room again to make sure all the necessary people, including Jin who made the final shout for silence, were present.

With everyone's attention on her, and the importance of this announcement Oceana looked to Jin for reassurance before turning to the rest of the guild. Letting her normal giddy smile and playful demeanor drop Oceana looked around the guild, her entire demeanor suddenly extremely serious.
"As you all know, I am very young to be the Guild Master. In fact, I am the youngest Guild Master Tidal Serpent has ever had. I know a lot of you believe me not ready and while I understand I sorely disagree. We have
spent too long in the shadows merely because four centuries ago our name belonged to a Dark Guild."


Oceana looked around the guild hall, passion burning bright in her eyes. Everyone knew that since she was a child she had been discontent with Tidal Serpent's image but only her grandmother, father, and Jin had know exactly how much. Continuing on, she let herself finally show that passion to her guildmates.
"That time is over. I am done watching the members of this guild be ignored and despised because of the guild's past. From this moment on Tidal Serpent is stepping out of the shadow and into the light. I want every single member of this guild to be as appreciated by others as I appreciate them, even if I have to spend the rest of my life pushing for that dream to be true."

Oceana paused and took a deep breath to calm herself before continuing on. "During the last three years, while I have worked with my father running this guild and spent time getting to know you all better, I have come up with a plan. I have decided that 8 members of Tidal Serpent will join together to be a team. This team will be the future of the guild and as such I hope each and every one of those people takes this extremely seriously." Oceana paused as a hushed murmur went through the guild hall. It was extremely rare for a guild master to put a team together, especially without talking to the supposed members beforehand. Once the guild was relatively silent again Oceana continued. "The people chosen for this team, are; Dolores De La Fuente, Keiji Okaro, Melinda Ekundayo, Slick, Cheneres, Bardulf Sherwood, Artemie Scheherazade, and Rin Hitomi." At Melinda's name any remaining chatter in the guild hall stopped, more than a few people shocked. As Oceana said the last name she let her gaze fall directly on Rin, knowing that she would probably be the one most likely to protest. Her eyes still on Rin, Oceana smiled and then finally looked away. "That is all. The ban on accepting jobs is now over. Be safe!" With that she hopped of the bar and took a seat next to her grandmother.







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Rin watched Oceana with fascination as she made her speech. Ever since Rin had been on her own she had been hiding, or at least, that was the best way to describe it. When she was still in Wolf Spirit she had been away on jobs as often as possibly and even when she was in Azalea she would only go to the guild hall to take a new job. Once she had left the guild it had been even worse, her only interactions with people outside of her jobs being a simple greeting or a chat with an innkeeper. Even now, having joined a new guild, Rin was still almost completely isolated. All this considered, Rin couldn't help be impressed by the girl that was 6 years her junior and yet able to be the center of attention confidently.

Despite Rin's mental praise when she heard her name she froze, staring back at the guild master with surprise and anger. In her mind, she heard one of her spirits telling her to calm down but she payed so little attention she couldn't even tell which one it was. Rin wanted to speak out in protest. She wanted to refuse right then and there. But, with most of the guild in the room she didn't want any more attention on her than what already was. Fuming, Rin quickly stood and stalked out of the guild hall, slamming the large doors shut behind her. As she walked away, heading towards the exit of the compound, she could hear the moment when the echoing sound of the slamming doors faded back to silence and suddenly the sound of people talking replaced it.

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Bardulf listened to the announcement and nodded. Until the team assignment actually was announced. His warm smile about trying to ensure the Guild's reputation came out from the shadows of the past solo quickly shattered the moment his name came up on the team roster. He then began to pale even further then he ever felt possible when Melinda's name came up. "Melinda?! Is she coming back soon then? Does she even know?!" he thought. However, he reviewed the other names called before his, and had an inkling of a feeling Melinda was possibly going to be team leader, as she was the most senior member of that he knew of. Which meant she'd most likely come back.

Then he heard Rin's name being called last, before the ban was lifted. The silence was still evident over Melinda's name, until he heard the door slamming as The Swordsman Magic user jumped from the sudden noise and looked at the door before looking around to see who left in a huff. Not Keiji, he was walking to talk to Oceana, possibly about her idea of a team. He looked across the hall and noticed Rin wasn't in her corner.

His Mind told him to stay and try to communicate with his new teammates, especially Slick or Artemie. However, his gut told him to go after Rin, to try and talk to her and see what was bugging her. Besides, he could us the exercise, especially if that meant also racing into the city and visiting his Uncle Cain and his younger sister at the former's restaurant to tell him the new development. So he sprung to his feet with a cry of, "Be right back, folks!" and exited the guild hall quickly as he'd most likely follow the latter of his plans more as Rin would probably brush him off.

He looked around and saw Rin walking to the exit of the compound. He walked a bit swiftly, hoping to match her pace. "Hey newbie. Not in a social mood today?" he asked. "I mean, I'm sure you're a bit nervous about the whole team thing. You aren't the only one. I'm a bit terrified of being in the same team as Melinda."

He shivered at the thought of Melinda and her snake companion. Sure he loved the former like a surrogate mother, or older sister, but the latter would always make him jump onto a table, or at least walk a brisk four feet away to speak to Melinda, unless she had gifts. "I'm Bardulf, by the way. Friends and family call me Bard." he raised his hand as he walked to wait for a handshake from Rin. Mentally he began blushing like a maniac.

"If you screw up this first impression I won't forgive myself!" he thought.

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Oceana's plan seemed, at first glance, to be a fairly simple and reasonable one.
After all, it made perfect sense that, as the new guild master, she would want to do something to prove her worth to the rest of the guild, so that they'd come to trust in her judgement as their new leader and director. Improving the guild's standing, thus granting prestige to all of the guild's wizards and giving them more better paying job opportunities, would be the perfect way to do that.

Even as she carried on with her plan, Artemie couldn't find fault with it. Many major guilds had a team of elites upon whom they relied for accomplishing their most important missions - usually bands of a few chosen S-Class mages, with the occasional rising star tagging along for the sake of gaining experience. These were the sorts of wizards who made the covers of Sorcerer Weekly, or the kind of people whose exploits were immortalized in tall tales and stories, to be retold long after they themselves had retired or died. In any case, forming such a team for Tidal Serpent seemed like a logical step if she was planning on taking more dangerous, higher-profile work in order to increase the guild's reputation. And, for the most part, Artemie even agreed with her choices of wizards. The guild's S-class mages had all proven themselves reliable, time and time again, and even those lower-ranked mages she'd selected were all hardened professionals and elites, like Mr. Slick or Miss Rin.

So then why was it...? Artemie's fingers found themselves poking and prodding at the hem of her voluminous sleeves as she fretted over the words she'd just heard. Why was it that, of all people, Oceana had thought it would be a good idea to choose her for such a team?

Well, actually, she had a fairly good idea of why it was. Her magic was practically ideal for filling a support role, and come to think of it, she didn't think anybody else who had been listed for the team was proficient in healing magic. As one of the few magicians in the guild with such a useful form of magic, it was only natural Oceana would think of her for such a role. And yet, didn't the guild master realize that there was a serious problem with this?
After all, Artemie thought, all too aware of the biggest problem with her placement. I have absolutely no front line mission experience whatsoever! My only jobs have been simple magical item maintenance and appraisal, or basic medical work! In what way am I qualified to support a team of elites? And, given how versatile their own abilities are, how useful would my magic even be to them anyway?

She sighed heavily, slumping her head in defeat. It didn't matter, anyway. No matter how many objections she might mentally raise, it wasn't like she'd have the courage to voice them to the guild master. Artemie Scheherazade was many things, but she wasn't somebody who refused to do what she was told. It might be a bit troublesome for the others, but she'd just do what she could not to weigh them down until Oceana realized how unfit she was for the position and replaced her with somebody better suited to the role. Until then, she supposed all there was to do was try to make herself useful however she could.

Besides, although some of the other appointees didn't seem to be taking it very well at all, there were plenty of good things to look forward to in this arrangement. As of yet, her income had been severely limited due to her own incompetence preventing her from taking many well-paying jobs. But, as a member of a team like this, she'd be working with dependable front-liners on work of the utmost importance. Although she hardly expected to be paid the same as the elites she'd be assisting, even a cut from those kinds of big missions would be far better than her current salary. And it wasn't like she'd be working with unfamiliar people, either! She was already used to being Mr. Slick's assistant, and talked with Mr. Bardulf on a fairly regular basis, too. Although the former of the two could be a little hard to understand sometimes, she was still confident that they were good people, and that she could get along with them. But, better yet, there was somebody else on the team, too - somebody for whose sake she definitely couldn't afford to pass up this opportunity. After all, if Mr. Cheneres was going to be there... she found the strangest sort of smile crossing her face, and couldn't think for the life of her what had prompted it. Regardless, this was her only option, so she'd just make the most of it! If she could just be useful to them, then that was more than enough.

Just then, a familiar voice snapped her back to reality.
β€œWell ladies, looks like you’re gonna be stuck with me until our ever-wise guild master says otherwise. I mean, we’re gonna have to make the most of this, so we may as well get to know each other more intimately than we already do, yeah? Boss’s orders that we get along and all that.” Artemie shuffled out from behind the pillar, nodding compliantly.

"So it would seem," She returned, clearing her throat and trying her very hardest to sound very upright and official - she was going to be working as a professional now, so she really couldn't excuse herself for even the slightest lapse in decorum. Looking to Slick, he didn't seem to be fazed by this at all. He was just as proper and polite as ever. So this was the dignity of a true elite... Lacking a pen and paper with which to take physical notes of his performance, she settled for doing so mentally. Standing at attention - or at least, as close to attention as she could manage - she gave an entirely too enthusiastic bow, nearly losing her hat in the process. Awkwardly trying to stuff the eccentric headpiece back into place, she tried to avoid eye contact with the rather intimidating figure to whom Slick was also speaking. Was Dolores glaring at her? It was always so hard to tell. If she was, why? Had she done something to make her mad? Or maybe she just didn't approve of such a novice joining the team... Maybe she'd have to work a lot harder than she thought to prove she could be useful, after all...

Seeming to notice her nervousness, Slick gave her a reassuring grin.
β€œAnd don’t worry Art," He added. "If Dolly here is too uptight to watch out for you, I’ve got your back.” That much was good at least. Artemie lowered her head once more, trying to avoid nearly losing her hat once again.

"Er, right. Thank you very much. I am... not exactly proficient at working in groups like this, so I suppose I'll be in your care again. Still, if there's anything I can help with, I'll do whatever I can." That was the easy part. But, up until now, she'd avoided so much as looking at Dolores, let alone speaking to her. If Artemie was going to be serving under her, then she'd have to find some way to cope with the terrifying woman other than just running and hiding. Which meant... She really wasn't looking forward to this.

To her credit, she at least tried to look at Dolores eye-to-eye, but the older mage's intense glare sent her own gaze spiraling ever-so-swiftly down to contemplate her own feet instead. Still, she had to speak up, and so speak she did. Her voice was soft, stilted, and practically mechanical as she spouted off a laundry list of useful tidbits in no particular order, trying to get her introduction out of the way as quickly as possible.


"Umm, I don't think we've spoken much up until now, so do pardon me for not introducing myself, Miss Dolores! My name is... erm... Artemie Scheherazade. I work in the library here - or I did, I suppose, prior to this reassignment. Anyway, I'm a scholar of Ethernano and its applications, a dabbler in multiple types of magic, and a practitioner of rune magic myself. I specialize in support and healing, so presumably I'll be serving as your backup. I hope I'll be of use to you!"

She bowed again. Her hat fell to the floor, and she stooped to pick it up, taking a moment to very pointedly turn away and dust it off quite painstakingly, before taking a little bit longer to make sure it was replaced atop her head exactly right. If anyone had asked her, of course she wasn't blushing - she wasn't a child. But, despite whatever assertions she might have made, there was a certain red hue in her cheeks, and she certainly wasn't willing to meet either of their gazes after that little performance.

She really did have a long way to go if she was going to live up to the reputation of an elite... Still, this was a start... wasn't it?

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Whether it had been better to laugh or cry, Dolores held no illusions that Oceana had done very few a kindness with this team. Let alone whoever was in it (and she could think of a few, including herself), and they didn’t even have anything to say about it either. β€˜Ever the ambitious one, aren’t you?’ She gave the young guild master a knowing smile, and lowered her head back to scan through the crowd of wizards; picking off the people who she’d be working with.

Certain habits had given her very few reasons to work with the other Tidal Serpent wizards, but most of them seemed like a capable bunch. The likes of Cheneres and Keiji, while grating on the nerves, were a welcome addition to the group. Strong mages in their own right, though Dolores had certain bones to pick with her fellow S-class wizard. And she had certain doubts they’d get along quietly.

Likewise, Cheneres was a directionless force. Freakish big and freakish strong, not unlike a bull he’d need taming if she was to get anything useful out of him. As for the rest? Well, Dolores couldn’t outright judge, but when a slick individual came creeping up to her side she’d remembered her second objection…

β€œSlick.” She replied, offering the man a frosty glare to his smile. Few words could describe Dolores’s mistrust of a man so eager to talk and make friends. It all seemed a little too polished, the way he walked, the way he spoke. His smile, oh gods the bloody smile!

It was rather unfortunate that she had to be stuck with him, of all people. Keiji might top her blacklist, but at least he was honest and upfront. But this one? Yeah, a gut feeling might be a gut feeling, but she’d rather act on caution. His little jest and nudge only gave way for a low growl.

She might have to play ball for the team, but that didn’t mean she’d have to play nice with this one. The less she spoke with Slick, the better. And then she turned her attention to the meek little girl, who took it upon herself to mumble an introduction that, quite frankly, left little impression than β€˜I don’t need your life’s story.’. Or maybe she’d still had a scowl from Slick. Either way, Dolores was quick to raise a single eyebrow, letting silence linger before nodding and offering her own introduction.

β€œDolores. Just Dolores, thanks.” Miss made her feel a little too old, frankly. β€œI’ll imagine you’ll prove more useful than that one over there.” She made a subtle nod towards Slick. Whether it was kindness or genuine praise, Dolores said it all the same. Healing magic was a useful thing, though.

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Slick smiled and let Artemie and Dolores go through their initial introductions. It was unsurprising that they hadn’t really met, given their personalities. It was like comparing fire and ice. Hmm, no, that didn’t exactly do the two justice. Sweet and sour? Roses and Violets? Alas, this was no time for such poetry. He could work on a proper analogy at a later time. Though he felt the need to give the librarian of the guild a show of faith in her abilities after her less than confident address of Dolores, the sharp words of the assassin proved her tongue could be just as fatal as her blades. Still, Slick took that sort of thing in stride. He knew enough about these sorts of patterns to already see how this was going.

β€œHeh, darn straight Dolly. With you around and Artemie on support, I won’t even have to lift a finger on these missions.” Smirking a bit, Slick played off the challenge to his capabilities as a compliment to the two in his company. It was the gentlemanly thing to do rather than lay claim to his own skill. Besides, Art looked like she needed the boost of encouragement, and he was confident enough in his own abilities that no words of insult could convince him otherwise. Winking at the two, Slick continued his β€˜rallying’ speech. β€œTrust me, this is all going to work out great. So, while we’re in the spirit of comradery, I’ll take you ladies out to dinner. My treat, but maybe if I impress I’ll get a little something in return." Ever flirtatious, some could consider it a form of flattery. Chances were that it wouldn’t be taken that way by his present company however.

It was at that point that the chanting of Cheneres began to fill the guild hall, Slick giving a soft sigh and placing a palm to his forehead. That man truly was a piece of work. Yep, Slick had done right by sussing out the more pleasant teammates to converse with. Even within the eight person group, he was certain that there’d be some smaller cliques. Ideally, he’d end up on the one with the ladies, and without Chen. Of course, knowing that buffoon he’d probably barge in on their activities regardless of any societal norms. With a soft thumb in the man’s direction, Slick leaned in closer to the women, unnecessarily placing a hand near his mouth to β€˜whisper’ in their direction.

β€œHey, it’s gotta be better than hanging with β€˜Team Cheneres’.” Pausing a moment as he watched old Freya start to reel Chen in, Slick decided that there was no time like the present for socialising with fine people such as these. β€œI’ll meet you ladies outside the guild hall in 10. I know a nice little spot where we can all meet up and get to know each other while sampling the finest food in Nymphaea.” Hopping off the bar, Slick hadn’t really asked a question, nor given them an opportunity to refuse. He had a talent for that. Instead, he gave a two fingered wave over his shoulder. β€œConsider it a date then.” Scurrying off before they had a chance to refuse, at the very least, Slick knew that Art wouldn’t let him down on his gracious invitation. For now however, he’d have a quick word with Oceana before meeting them out front.

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Artemie blinked in surprise at Dolores' words, and then shook her head vigorously from side to side.
"I'm deeply sorry, but I can't promise that I'll be able to live up to that standard," She said hastily, excusing herself as best she could. Try though she might, she was nowhere near Slick's level, and if Dolores expected that much of her... "I'm still somewhat inexperienced, and-" She got no further than this, for in the next instant, Mr. Slick rejoined all-too-eagerly, cheerfully observing how easy it would be with Artemie's help. While she appreciated the show of confidence, her heart sank in an instant when she realized exactly what sort of impressions this would give Dolores - and how hard, if not outright impossible, it would be to live up to them. She felt a chill run up her spine. If this terrifying woman expected her to perform on the level of an S-Class Wizard like herself, and she couldn't do it... Dolores would definitely kill her! She'd kill her for sure!

She tried to be subtle, swiping her hand back and forth within her sleeve, desperately miming at Mr. Slick to stop as best she could without drawing Dolores' attention. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to notice - somebody as nice as him would definitely have stopped if he had noticed, right? - since he kept on with his little victory speech, talking about how everything would work out just fine. Artemie sighed, her head slumping in defeat. Her position had already been precarious enough, but the more he talked, the more she realized how completely out of her league she was.


"I'll... do my best, Mr. Slick. Just- ...Ehem. Nevermind." She trailed off into silence, accepting her fate. For his part, the dapper wizard kept on going, seeming not to have noticed at all the effects of what he'd said. As matters stood, it looked like he wanted to take the two of them out to dinner. It was quite generous of him, especially since he made it sound like quite a big deal. The finest food in Nymphaea? That had to be pretty expensive... And he said he was going to treat them? But she'd already be causing enough trouble for him by making him look out for her on this newly formed team. She couldn't accept such a generous offer. Not when she hadn't done anything to-

...Wait a minute, she had the sudden feeling that she'd just skipped over something very important. What was that about team-

Another resounding shout of "Team Cheneres!" pierced the air, and Artemie stifled a gasp, spinning around all of a sudden, all-too-focused on the commotion she'd previously been trying to ignore. Right, if he'd been present for the announcement, then it stood to reason that he'd still be here! She needed to make a good impression now that she'd be working directly under him, and the first step to that would be to approach him directly and humbly offer her service.

...Unfortunately, as it happened, it seemed like now would be the worst possible time for such an act, since Cheneres - shirtless as usual, no less - was poised atop one of the tables in the center of the hall, surrounded by cheering guild wizards and one very angry former guild master. Artemie winced on his behalf. Old Mrs. Freya was even scarier than Dolores when she was mad. Regardless, it wasn't like somebody like her could just stroll up in front of everyone, least of all in a situation like this... She'd just have to wait until later. She sighed, and then remembered that she'd been in the middle of a conversation.


"Oh! Umm..." She silently cursed herself for getting so easily distracted, and tried to recall what had been going on before she'd been sidetracked. Oh. Right. Mr. Slick had wanted to treat her to dinner... While a nice meal for once sounded great, she couldn't possibly impose on him like that. Not without some means of paying him back. Unfortunately, by the time she realized this, he was already halfway out the door. She opened her mouth to call after him, but just like that, it was already too late.

"Eh....?" She wondered aloud, completely unsure of how she should respond in a situation like this. On the one hand, it would be unthinkable to ask Mr. Slick to pay for something that she couldn't afford for herself, but he'd already said that he expected to see her there. He'd be waiting for her, so wouldn't it be the height of rudeness not to show up? And, what was more, wouldn't it be just as rude to arrive only to refuse his offer? Which meant... she had no choice but to go...? She hung her head. Slick had already done so much for her, and now this? How could she ever pay him back? It seemed like no matter how hard she tried, she always ended up further indebted to him, and whenever she asked him what he wanted her to do in exchange, he'd always pass it off with some sly remark or another that she didn't understand. Maybe she was missing something obvious? That had to be it! There must have been some obvious thing he wanted her to do, something she could help him with, and she just hadn't noticed! He might have even asked her once or twice, and she'd misunderstood him. She tried her hardest to think what it could be... She'd kept tabs on all the files he had requested for the guild's accounts, and had even gone to the trouble of personally fixing some of the guild's broken tools and furniture herself to save money when the budget had nearly gone into the red in the month prior. Surely, she hadn't missed some aspect of her job, had she? But if not that, then what was it...? As usual, she had no idea...

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Bard smiled a small bit when she smiled, not caring if it was slightly forced, she probably wasn't the social type. She then shook his hand and introduced herself as Rin. "Whew, least I didn't totally botch it up. However, she doesn't seem to want to be friends yet." he thought as Rin suddenly excused herself from the conversation and left.

"Okay, nice meeting you! I guess I'll see you later? Maybe?" He supposed he couldn't hear her but it didn't matter, because then he was interrupted from his train of thought by Keiji. "Oh! Hello there, Keiji, I mean, Hi Mr. Okaro, ahem."

The S Class Wizard gave him a slightly encouraging message about showing him what he could do on future Jobs as he nodded vigorously. "Y-Yes sir! I won't disappoint!" he replied to the departing Keiji. Sighing he retreated into his own mental state of mind as he simply walked towards the park in the compound, more specifically towards the fountain, where he'll sit for a while and contemplate on the announcement.

"It was nice that I broke the ice with Miss Hitomi, or Rin... however she wants to be called next time I see her. Hopefully she'll ease up and be a little social. Those eyes though, they make me think of rubies." He thought before shaking his head. "Wait a minute, wasn't I going to visit my family at the Restaurant? Oh well, I'll call Uncle Cain and Little Sis later. They'll be thrilled to know I'm on a team that's for sure. Here's hoping I don't mess up."

Reaching his destination he sat down on near the fountain and pulled out his book and began writing in it again, continuing where he left off. He'd find his journal and update it later on how this day marks the beginning of something fantastic.

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β€˜Inexperienced, and anxious.’

Is what Dolores had wanted to say, but it all seemed rather moot at this point. First impressions, though? Well, it had left a lot to be desired and when the little bookworm came to a stammering halt in expectance of Slick’s little peptalk, Dolores had to try hard not to give a lingering stare and scare the poor girl. Because for all intents, she tried to be interested, but now she’d much rather stick with the loudmouthed exile for want of something less dreadful to kill the remainder of the day. And when the smoothest wizard in all of Tidal Serpent had finally decided to leave well enough alone, Dolores figured it as good a time as any to avoid having to deal with the shy little girl on her own.

β€œGood luck with Slick, although I’d suggest declining his offer.” She managed to blurt out, though on second glance the girl seemed to be much too busy fidgeting with her inner struggles.

Whatever those were…

Wasn’t like to be her problem, anyway. Neither was Slick’s invitation. Being the social butterfly had never been a strong suit of hers, and so Dolores figured she’d politely decline.

With naught else to do, Dolores made her way to the job board out of sheer habit. Her days as a lone mercenary would come to an end soon, and somewhere deep down she secretly hoped a job was out that’d excuse her from having to drag along a bunch of ambitious little nitwits.

She sighed. Joy, oh joy…

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β€˜Convenient timing’ Slick thought to himself as he saw Oceana coming back downstairs, saving him the effort of finding another way to grab her attention. As she made her way over to sit with Grams, Slick himself silently slid into place beside her, not saying anything for the moment as he simply watched the direction she did, observing where she was looking in an attempt to catch a glimpse into her thoughts. Quiet as he was, it would take her a moment or two to notice he was there, but she’d be used to this sort of β€˜prank’ by him by now, so her reaction wasn’t nearly as entertaining as when he did this sort of thing to other guild members. Instead, he decided to take charge, launching into conversation immediately and skipping most of the small talk pleasantries. He didn’t feel the need for them with Oceana.

β€œSo, you sure about all this Shauna? I mean, if this doesn’t work out, the guild might end up in a worse spot then it is currently.” Looking over to the bartender, Slick snapped his fingers, calling for his usual drink. Shauna was his more affectionate nickname for the guildmaster, and unlike the masculine variant, was truly meant endearingly. Whether he was buttering her up or just making conversation… Well, that was up for debate. Pivoting back around to look to Oceana, Slick shrugged a little and continued. β€œA little notice wouldn’t have killed us either – I can understand why you wouldn’t tell someone like Chen, but you know I can keep a secret. Not only that, but there’ll be funding and other aspects to this job for me to work out with you. It’s almost like you don’t want me having an evening social life.” Winking at Oceana, Slick took his drink as it arrived, swirling it in his hand before taking a sip, giving Oceana a chance to share some of her own thoughts.

Oceana had noticed Slick immediately but had been too caught up in her own thoughts to acknowledge him. Staring at Chen, who was standing on a table leading a group chant Oceana mentally groaned, wondering if her choice of the team's members was a mistake. The thought was only harboured for a second before being expelled from her brain and Oceana looked over at Slick, hoping he would prove an entertaining distraction. It wasn't much surprise that Slick just so happened to want to speak of the one thing she didn't at the moment but of course, that was Slick. Resigning herself to her fate Oceana gave Slick a knowing smile. "Yes but if I had told you all about the team I would have had you al constantly bugging me about changing my mind. Anyways the guild isn't paying to support the team."

Slick raised an eyebrow from behind his drink, before moving to set it down. β€œOh? So are we expected to pay our own way until we earn enough for a group fund huh? Well, I suppose that’s typical of your style of planning.” With his free hand, Slick picked up a nearby straw from a container, twirling it in his hand. Oceana scowled jokingly and playfully flicked Slick on the forehead, albeit as hard as she could, stopping his fidgeting. "For your information, the team is fully funded by Melinda. Ever since she started taking S-Rank jobs she's been giving all the money she doesn't spend on travel expenses and gifts to the Guild. My family has been putting half of it aside for her the entire time and she found out. That's actually how this idea started. She made a joke about being able to fund a super-team and I took that and ran with it." Slick eyed the wry smile Oceana had, matching it with his own. Well, that explained a fair bit. Mel was generous to a fault.

β€œI won’t ask you to change your mind on this. I’ve learned my lesson on that front. β€œ Tapping the straw against the bench a few times, he turned to point it slightly at Oceana. β€œBut I still want information on the logistics of this. Did you have a job in mind for us? Or am I going to have to start sourcing information for a Double-S Rank request?” Oceana was glad to hear that Slick wasn't going to argue with her about the team, or at least not about disbanding it. When he brought up the job Oceana lit up like a Christmas tree, completely back to her old self. "Actually, Jin already put aside a number of jobs. You guys have 5 jobs that you can do in whatever order you see fit. Two are S-Class, two Double S-Class, and one Ten Year Job. That one I think should be last though, once the team has a bit of experience working together."

Blinking a bit in surprise, Slick ran his hand through his hair to the back of his neck, scratching it. Well that was unexpected that she was a bit more organised. Still, that was quite the grand ambition she had. Ten year job, huh? That was an awkward thought to think about. Still, nice to see they could start small and work their way up. β€œYou told Jin? Oh, I see how it is. You can’t tell me but you can have him do the legwork.” Slick mocked that he’d taken offence to her actions, though he made it clear he was joking around. Folding his arms behind his head, he continued. β€œStill, all of us on one S-Rank job with Mel? Are you sure me and the other aces are even needed at that point? I doubt we’ll contribute much.” Oceana smirked as she watched Slick. "This is just as much about helping the team members grow as it is to help Tidal Serpent's Image. I chose the wizards for the team carefully. And don't worry, I doubt Keiji will let any of you slack off."

β€œHeh, yeah, him. He’s a character…” Slick trailed off, looking elsewhere. β€œWell, if you’re settled on this, I’ll back it. When’s Mel back so we can formally get started?” He inquired, swigging down the rest of his drink before pushing off the bar as he listened to her answer. Oceana looked confused for a moment before quickly understanding. "Oh, you’re starting without her. She will join up with the group once she gets back from her current job." Slick nodded in acknowledgement. Well, that didn’t matter so much at this point. Bringing Melinda along to an ordinary S-Class job would certainly be overkill.

β€œAlright. For now I’ve got a meal to get to with a couple of my new teammates.” Slowly striding away from Oceana, he glanced back behind him as he placed his hands into his pockets. β€œA little β€˜get to know you’ event. I’ll try not to disparage the Tidal Serpent name while we work, although, maybe if this goes well you’ll consider letting me bypass these rigged S-Class trials oh wise and powerful guildmasterette.” Giving a faint salute, Slick made his way out to the front of the guild hall to see if Dolores or Artemie turned up. As Oceana watched Slick walk off she scoffed at hime once more, despite the smirk on her face. The news had gone over quite well, far better than she had thought it would anyways. And the guild seemed excited about it, the buzz of conversation in the guild hall seeming a bit louder than usual.