"It's not easy running a guild like mine. It really isn't. However, I can't say I would have it any other way. We're considered S class wizards after all. I mean goddamn, look at some of us. We have people that hold the ancient magic of Time Tamper and some that have the full mastery over fire magic. It's pretty scary, and pretty damn cool. I gotta admit though, the shenanigans that some of these kids put me through are going to give me gray hair early. Not to mention taking on two or three S class requests at once can be pretty stressful when running constant portals and trying to keep an actual guild running; but I manage somehow. Grace helps out with that a lot. She's basically half of what keeps this guild running.
She keeps everyone together and on jobs while also doing her own. She really is my lucky lady. I mean, you know someone is crazy when they talk to themself like this currently. Though, it does give me something to do while time is passing. Just about done here anyway…."
with a final slash by a shadow covered claw from a portal, Toma kills the last of the fortress's mercenaries. This gang of abandoned war veteran wizards was causing a lot of political trouble, and there was a nice bounty on their request board. Toma thought it would be good to grab it before Fang or Brady would want it. Anyone else could willingly grab it, but Toma doesn't allow team members with not enough battle experience to go. He wouldn't know what to do with himself if someone got hurt. Either way, all of us in this crazy pack never need to worry. That's because we all look out for each other.
Toma grabbed the head of the overlord with a quick twist from its body and slashed the air. A portal seemed to tear from his now Shadow Clawed hand. His powers truly amazed him. Demonslayer magic was so rare, almost unheard of, but he was luckily able to be found by and then conquer the demons that taught him his magic. Teleportation, body enhancement, and because his element was shadow, he basically had yet to see what his imagination can produce within darkness. Not to say he was some sort of God, but he paid his dues and trained hard to get where he is at. Hill was a lean and tall man; almost awkward with how his body was formed. He wasn't a deformed person, but he was lanky. His hair was dark with a mix of mostly black and brown. He wore circle lensed glasses and was very intelligent.
He walked into the portal to find himself within his Guild's Tabard. No one had seemed to arrive back from any of their jobs. Though their late return worried him, he trusted they had found something that took ahold of their attention. He laid the head on the back counter and gave himself a tall glass of water. He thought he had earned it after his fight. He turned to sit back into the stool behind the counter. "What an odd place it was without my pups. Hope they return soon. This place is getting borin' without them."
The tabard was small for what a usual guild held. The room was made of an old spruce wood; it would regulate about six people comfortably with enough space to eat with elbow room. However, that didn't stop the ten of them from eating! They all loved having a good time anyway. Sure they'd be close, but music would play, and with a bit of rum once and awhile, the place was livelier than any old pub could wish. Brawls never really broke out because Toma would just open a portal from underneath them and throw them out into the winter cold to cool their heads. Sparing was always promoted within the guild though.
Pooka was always a recommended challenger for anyone due to his power. His Steal and Sunder magic would copy anyone's magic to an extent and then to follow, he'd cripple their power slight as well. The guild's home was quite odd thanks to Toma's powers. No rooms were ever really connected by a hallway or doorway. Everything was through a portal. The guild was built within a mountain and each room had their own portals.
The main rooms were the tavern, training room, and the hallway. For each room the owner would poor some of their power for the portal to read. The portal would then change its destined location for one person to travel through. It really was a nice power. The tavern however took up the most room. It had a second floor, with a stair case that ran above the bar. There the S class jobs were posted, while the A and B class jobs were posted below. Granted none of the jobs within the guild were easy, but battle experience was the only real thing that set everyone apart when it came to jobs.
Teamwork truly made a difference for some with concerning their powers. However any one of the guild members, when angered, could put fear into any living thing alive. Toma sat and thought to himself why no one had come back yet. By the time he returned from his zoned out thinking, it had nearly been an hour since he started to remember all of the crazy things that they had done together. All the laughs that had been shared and all the possible tough times people had to have gone through.
Toma sat up and finished his water. Chugging the last of the quarter left. With a gasp for air he was ready to go searching. As he took the first step, he felt the ground shake, nearly putting him off balanced. Catching himself, he knew something had just hit the mountain, hard. Toma slashed the air once more to open another portal and started for an investigation outside his mountain.
