Now that the crisis was over, Toma slashed open another portal, and all followed through it. The Tavern looked as they left it. Only difference being the pitcher Toma had left out. Brady returned to his room, Bear sat next to the fire, guarding with the pup, Grace went for a bottle of rum as Fang got a pitcher out for her as he put Toma's into the sink. "Nothing beats a drinkin buddy before bed!" Fang said as Grace poured them full.
Toma gave a small chuckle as he gave Grace a kiss on the head, and left for his room for bed. Grace poured the pitcher full and motioned it for Fang. He laughed and took the bottle from her. "No need to show off ma, any more than that pitcher is for big people." Fang laughed as he sipped the bottle. Grace shot a face and stuck her tongue out at Fang playfully and sipped the pitcher.
Fang stuck his tongue out at her in response. His tongue had the same wolf and moon design as the scarf of the pup had as a tattoo. It frightened most people, but his guild had gotten used to it. The room was warm from the large, old medieval themed fire place. Fang and Grace started off having meaningful conversations about certain viewpoints of people and the guild, and it soon unfolded into gutterspeech as the bottle and pitcher emptied.
The following morning came. Toma was up early, as usual, as he walked into the tavern. Grace had somehow gotten into bed but Fang was dead asleep, snoring louder than ever, on the counter. "Well this is delightful." Toma muttered. He gently gave a slight push as Fang quickly fell to the floor with a loud crash. Toma laughed to himself as Fang was still asleep. Toma did his usual routine in the morning: restock the job board, check the tavern for anything of immediate need, and wonder which of his jobs to do next.
Fang rolled groggily and sat up scratching his open stomach. "Boy you indecent! When will you actually wear a shirt rather than a half open hoodie?" Toma asked annoyed at the bone cracking young man. Fang only laughed as he stood up stretching. "More importantly," he grumbled, "We have a pressing matter at hand here my man. How the flying fuck did the golems know where the snow base is? We just moved here a year ago. No one would really know where we were, much more which EXACT mountain to attack. Ma had found them on their way, and no one left any tracks. I mean no one was even home for crying out loud!" Toma took a second to realize the situation.
Though the thought had crossed his mind, he didn't think it was truly a problem until Fang pointed out about them finding it without following. The Wolf Pack Guild Hall was meant to be secret. Meetings themselves were held in secret, not to mention their added power. Toma pondered for a second before responding with, "I don't know how they did for sure. But I do remember this, someone this morning got up early. Earlier than me." Fang's eyes widened in surprise as Toma continued, "What's more, they left in a hurry after taking some of the tavern's stock it seems. When he used the exit portal they weighted about ten more pounds.
Their weight couldn't be Delusia because she didn't even weigh their initial weight before stealing the food. To be honest I think the weight is similar to Brady." Toma trails off. Fang couldn't help but give a slight smirk as Toma slowly joins in. Fang doesn't forgive easy to total betrayal, and he had the feeling of it from Brady for the longest time. Although something did become true and apparent, there is a need of room snooping to be done. Fang was happy to do so as Toma slashed open a portal for him. "Have fun, and try not to ruin everything." Toma says playfully. Not even ten minutes later Fang returns profound at what he found. When Toma asked about any clues, Fang only replied with, "It was as if he was never there.
Nothing defining or unique was within the room. You could almost think of it as a guest room." Toma's faced turned pale. He wasn't about to seal off all the memories. All the information about their guild; Strengths, weaknesses, and important people are now at high risk. This was bad. Both knew that there was a hunt to come. Grace walks in drowsy and somehow in Pajama's as she rubs her eyes to work. "What's going on? Hold on, Fang's actually awake this morning, did something happen?" she asks.
Everyone had returned to the guild, yet the problem still unsolved. They had to wait for everyone to still return before making their next step, moving. As soon as Delusia entered the portal, Fang clapped his hands together loudly, creating a small gust. He charged to her, gave a great bear hug and walks her over to the designated "Safe Zone." Since everyone was there, it was time to move all the rooms and tavern to a new location. "So where do we wanna go?" asks Toma. Delusia gives a confused look as Fang's eyes light up at the sudden chance to pick their location for once.
Fang screams coordinates and home design. Toma's response is only a shrug and does so. This wasn't the first move, and ever since Fang pulled a prank and had coordinates above a volcano no one really let him have a say in location; even if he was the one to save them all. Within a literal blink everyone felt a surge of energy zap through them as the Tavern began to mold into its new shape. Windows appeared and hallways formed. The tavern quickly and magically grew in size. From a western style open tavern, it grew to a small bar with stools. The Floors shifted to a more traditional Japanese tea how style of wood. The walls followed it. A Go Ban could be seen on the porch now appearing.
Fang's eyes lit up with glee as his dream home came to life. Once everything was done, Fang ordered everyone to be shoeless. The "Safe Zone" to stand had become a place for shoes. The floors seemed slippery for those with socks, but Fang knew to be barefoot. He rushed throughout the House. There was a room dedicate to Go, with a Go Ban and pillows for chairs. The guild hall itself had become an old Japanese style mansion. Everyone began to curiously walk through their new home. This time there were actual hallways rather than portals. Grace and Toma asked Fang where they were exactly. Fang grinned and told them to wait.
He sprinted off down a hall quickly to return with a large board. It was nearly two and a half times the size of his usual board, as he instructs them to follow. Once outside, Fang takes a deep breath and chucks his board into the air. The wind catches it and brings it back as he leaps onto it. Grace and Toma were holding hands as they followed. They both leaped off the porch at the same time as the wind picked them up. Fang caught them and both held onto him for dear life. Fang instructed them to close their eyes, though at their height they already were. After the next five seconds of bristling wind they hear Fang instruct them to open their eyes.
Their new house was on an island, with no other land in sight for miles. Though there was two other small islands close by. The Island held lots of trees with a mountain near a corner. There was only one actual beach, which was in front of the house. The rest of the island was elevated surprisingly. The Small islands off didn't have any trees but were big enough to create a small cottage on its small green field.