The sun beat down on the secluded guild hall of Whispering Lotus. The dark assassins within crept in the shadows, dutifully avoiding the blistering heat of the day. One such assassin turned from the job board, mission in hand. She approached the guild master quietly, informing him of her intentions. After relaying what he knew of the target, the master sent her off on her mission. It would be three days before she arrived in Onibus, where the damned soul waited for death.
Onibus station was bustling with life today. In mere days, the city would finally have its own guild. The guild's master was remembered by many as a performer who had made his money with shows of magic in the streets. Soon however, he would move from petty street performer to respected guild master. And so the town was even more energetic than usual. Hopeful wizards arrived each hour, on the hour, for a chance to join a guild before the standards could be raised. One wizard among them sat quietly on a bench, tapping away at a magical blue screen. "Lots of wizards coming from all over. Not too many noteworthy ones so far. A big nature wizard passed by recently. Analysis says he's pretty tough. Big in size. Yeah." He sighed and pulled another bluish square up onto his screen. "There's a younger girl who can turn into different weapons, a celestial spirit wizard… No data on what spirits he has… Oh, and a guy who… fights with mist, apparently. Yeah. Mist. No, not that are overly noteworthy. No, I'm not sending you the list. This is private info. No, they didn't consent, which is why only I can look at the data. Yes, it is hypocritical. I could always stop spying on the people coming into the town. That's what I thought."
Katar Morell sat in a lone chair in the center of the newly finished guild hall, encircled on the floor by the emblem of what would soon be his guild. The emblem depicted a grand dragon, which curled into a circle, finally meeting its tail to its mouth and biting into it. This was everything Katar had dreamed of since he was a child. In just four days, this guild would be full of wizards. In just four days, Katar would lead a family of wizards, the likes of which Fiore had never seen. Illusions of grandeur flooded his mind and, spreading his arms wide, he laughed joyfully. A column of light from the glass dome on the roof was glistening upon his guild's emblem when, suddenly, the smallest of imperfections formed on the edge of the otherwise perfect circle of light. Katar glanced towards it and grinned more widely. An arrow crashed through the giant window and sailed towards the would-be guild master, and as it pierced his form, the illusion sitting in the chair fizzled, then shattered into nothing.
Hope you guys enjoyed Chapter One! More to come soon, stay tuned! -Apoc