In the land of Fiore, there are guilds. The most common type of guild is the Mage guild, communities of wizards working, playing and living together. The next type of guild is the Merchant's Guilds, groups of merchants who band together and create safe shipping routes and reduced prices. Both of these types of guilds are highly regarded. They are necessary to the economy of the country. But there is another type of guild, the type that live in the shadows, living for the survival of themselves and their guilds…
The Rogue Guilds.
A motley collection of loners, wizards without guilds, thieves, mercenaries. These people have few morals and no regard for law or property.
One such guild is the guild Iron Raven.
This guild is to the Underground what Fairy Tail is to the light mages
The members of this guild are a myriad of characters, mostly thieves and rogues, intelligence gatherers, but there are some mages, but they are few, and far between. This guild has no affiliations with other guilds, and desires none. They live for themselves, and only themselves. Their mark depicted a raven with the moon in it's beak.
Iron Raven's crowning achievement was the guild's headquarters. Their first master had discovered an underground network of naturally made tunnels and caves several miles from the town of Cadel. The man had quickly claimed them as his own, employing the help of his friend, Titus Tabor to reinforce and enchant the caves. Years had passed, and the two were long gone, but Iron Raven still had an Earthmage to keep them safe.
Twenty-year-old Mitchell Hallow, Iron Raven's Hollow assassin was returning home from a job. He was six feet and three inches tall, and tipped the scale at 175 pounds. He wore his straight black hair at shoulder length, tied back in a ponytail. His eyes were blue and green on the left and right, respectively. The man halted outside the guild entrance, looking around for any threats. He didn't see the small figure slide out of the bushes.
"Mitchell." The assassin whirled around, knife pressed against the attacker's throat. A faint tickling sensation in his ribs told him the other was threatening him, too. He grinned.
"Hey, Sabi." The assassin wasn't much for words, believing wholeheartedly the actions spoke much louder.
Sabrina Hellebore, Iron Raven's Queen Cobra, their top poisoner. She was small for her nineteen years, about five feet on the dot and weighed only 104 pounds. She had straight oak-brown hair and brilliant blue eyes. She didn't look like an expert poisoner, she seemed little and innocent. This assumption was often the downfall of her enemies.
Sabi stepped back, sheathing her knife. Mitch did the same.
"It's good to see you!" She said, grinning. "How did the job go?"
Mitch smiled. "It went fine."
The members of Iron Raven never told each other too much. It wasn't that they distrusted their guildmates, but if someone got captured, the amount of information they knew could possibly destroy the guild.
The two members placed their hands on the rock blocking the entrance to the main cave. It glowed and shifted aside, allowing them to enter.
The main cavern was impressive, dubbed Cavern Hole by some long ago member, it was less of a hole and more of a hall, with high vaulted ceilings and ironwood support beams. It was well lit, with enchanted light lacrimas imbedded in the floor and hanging from the ceiling.
Luana Hart, Iron Raven's beloved Mistress hurried up the steps that led into the main Cavern to meet them. She was a sensible and clever woman, thirty years old, with dark skin, brown eyes, and hair the color of iron. She wasn't a mage, though. She was a weapons expert, a mercenary. She had a black iron katana sheathed over her right shoulder and a stern expression on her face. The guild mark shone in blue on her collarbone.
"Mitch." She said. "Good to see you back."
The man nodded, touching his forehead in respect. "Yes, mistress, it wasn't that difficult."
She smiled. "Good. I'm glad. You're not hurt?"
He shook his head.
"Good."
"MITCHY-BOY!" A loud voice boomed across the cavern, followed by its owner, thirty-one year old Saul Tabor, Iron Raven's resident Earth Mage, and strongest of the guild's six wizards. Saul was tall and muscular, with brown hair and black eyes. He was taller than Mitch by a few inches. Saul picked up his younger friend and hugged him. "Thank the gods you're back! Sabi wouldn't stop pining for you! It was getting ridiculous!"
The girl in question let out an undignified screech, tackling Saul. "I DID NOT, YOU DOG!" She turned frantically to Mitch, ears burning red. "He's lying!"
"I'm not."
Mitch laughed. Sabi's tackle had bowled him over as well. "Okay."
Luana rocked back on her heels, grinning.
"Where is everyone else?" Mitch suddenly asked. The Cavern was pretty empty.
"Asleep." The mistress replied. "You should, too. All of us. It's getting late."
Saul sprang up and pranced around her. "Yes mother! Of course mother!" He exclaimed in a falsetto voice.
Luana shoved him. "You are a dog." She said, but she was grinning.
Saul staggered, clutching his heart. "You wound me, Lu!"
"You're ridiculous." She said slowly shaking her head.
The mage grinned wider, slinging an arm around her shoulders and audaciously kissing her cheek. "Ah, but that's why you love me!"
Luana blushed brightly and began to chase after him in a rage, waving her katana around. Sabi and Mitch collapsed with laughter. It was good to be home.
Outside the caves, a figure waited in the shadows.
Author's Note: Okay, so, I'm only accepting FIVE MAGES and only the ones I like the best, so be CREATIVE!
But I am accepting other talents, too! Here's the form, it's on my profile too. I'll only be accepting by PM, sorry. Be detailed, remember, these people have had it hard in life, they aren't heroes!
Name:
Nickname/Alias:
Age: (16-35)
Gender:
Guild Mark: (Location and color)
Appearance: (BE DETAILED!)
Clothing-
-Normal:
-Formal:
-Swim:
-Sleep:
-Training:
Personality: BE DETAILED!
History: DETAIL!
Why they joined:
Relationships-
-Friends:
-Family:
-Acquaintances:
-Strangers:
-Authority Figures
-Rivals
-Romance: This also includes the type of person they would fall for. I'm not doing Yaoi or Yuri, because that's usually hard to keep track of… I'm sorry, please don't hate me! This isn't a required field!
Likes:
Hobbies:
Dislikes:
Fears: ABSOLUTELY REQUIRED! NO EXCUSES! NO EXCEPTIONS!
Strengths:
Weaknesses: ABSOLUTELY REQUIRED! NO EXCUSES! NO EXCEPTIONS!
Class: Mage (5), thief (8), assassin (7), spy (9), mercenary, (12)
Ability/Area of Expertise: such as poisoning, or silent movement
Weapons/Spells/Special Talents/Moves:
Character Arc: An arc based on your character! This isn't required, but it would be helpful if you included it!
Story Arc: Not required, but it would be helpful if you included it!
