Claire looks over at the resurrection circle as the glowing light fades. The circle lowers and a soldier steps out before being immediately approached by another soldier. Meanwhile, Marquanthis is standing in the center of the circle now.

"Claire!" He calls out.

Claire looks to the Baroness and gestures towards the resurrection circle. "Now would seem to be the time."

She turns and speed walks over to Marquanthis. "Would you please bring a pitcher of hot water? I'd quite like some tea."

He turns his attention to Jade. "Ah. Hello, Baroness. How may I help you?"

 

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Claire nods and lowers the wards for them. 

Once they have entered the guild, she raises the wards once more. Claire turns a tired smile to Jade and Vesta.

"What can I do for you Baroness?"

The guild is still bustling with activity. There are injured soldiers all around the common room, some are using the wall for support and others too tired to stand are sitting or laying on the floor. The resurrection circle is actively glowing while other guild members are rushing about the common room with bandages, clean water, or healing potions. 

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Claire is the first to notice and approach the wards. "Oh! Baroness! Please-" Her voice falters as she sees the massive golem following Jade. "Please, forgive me, Baroness. I cannot allow your... Friend... Inside."

Her eyes remain focused nervously on the golem.

 

Sylvia quirks an eyebrow. "A theory huh? Well, if it's someone I should know about, let me know." She takes a drink and shrugs. Then speaks a little more loudly. "Don't need a customer who bad mouths my best smith."

She turns a grin at Zuiigri. "Let em spread that rumor."

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Zukar nods his head as he takes Vesta's hand. " Indeed. A change of scenery would be nice."

He smiles to Jade and then waits for her to lead the way.

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The young woman nods. "Oh. Um... Other than the ritual rooms and library... There's the guildmaster's office?"

She shrugs. "Non-members aren't allowed in those areas though. Um. Apologies."

 

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The barkeep nods. "Yes, ma'am. As you say, ma'am."

When Vesta opens the door a little more and Zukar see's Jade from his spot on the edge of the bed, he smiles and then looks down and clears his throat. 

"Uh. Hello, uh-" He shifts awkwardly for a moment and then stands. He walks over to the writing desk and pulls out the chair. Then points to the bed as well.

"Uh... Have a seat." His gaze shifts to Vesta for a moment and then back to Jade.

 

The barkeep leisurely turns to face Jade. "Well, eh-" He chuckles as he turns. "How much-?"

His eyes widen as he fully faces Jade. "Oh! Baroness! Beggin' yer pardon, ma'am." He clears his throat and nods his head, bowing at the waist repeatedly for a few seconds. "Yes'm. Yes'm. There is a lady by tha' name stayin' 'ere." He straightens and points towards the stairs. "Right up those stairs, ma'am. Third door on the right."

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The young woman at the desk offers Vesta a smile and nods. "Oh. Yes. Of course. I'll go see if he's available."

She gets up and heads down the hall towards the members quarters.

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Sylvia laughs as she sets the bottle back on the counter after filling Zuiigri's glass. "You are right about that. Absolutely right about that..."

She lifts her drink and takes a sip. "Did ya ever find out who started those rumors about you? It doesn't seem like it came to much of anything. Seeing as you're sitting in the tavern having a drink with me instead of being chased out with torches and pitchforks."

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Sylvia smiles and clangs her class against Zuiigri's. "Here here!"

She downs her glass and slams it onto the countertop. She takes a breath and then picks up the bottle. She pours another for herself and holds the bottle over Zuiigri's glass, waiting for his nod of approval before pouring. 

"I'm sure she's bossing around the other spirits. Wherever she is. Wonder if she ended up in the Graveyard of Lost Souls?" Sylvia snorts a laugh. "Doubtful. That woman was never lost in her life. But wherever she is, I know her hammer is going."

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"You'd be right 'bout prices. Havin' to charge out me ass to cover costs." The barkeep chuckles and then slaps the counter before turning away. "Top tier comin' right up."

He turns back around and sets two tumblers on the counter, pops the cork out of a bottle, and pours dark liquid into the glasses. 

"Might as well leave the bottle, Vin." Sylvia says reaching for one of the glasses.

The barkeep nods and puts the cork back in the bottle and slides it between them. "If'n ya need me, just holler."

Sylvia picks up the glass and holds it out in preparation to cheers Zuiigri. "To Guildmistress Lyra, may her legacy live on through her work."

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The doors to the tavern swing open and two familiar people step inside. One is a human with long blonde hair wearing the Guildmistress favor for the Artisan's Guild and the other is the wolf beastkin, Zuiigri. They walk through the tavern and up to the bar, each taking seats. 

"Oi there, Vin. How is it tonight?" Sylvia asks as she adjusts herself on the barstool.

The barkeep walks up and chuckles heartily. "Same ole, same ole, Miss Sylvia. Welcome welcome. And aye, Zuiigri! What'll you both be having?"

The mage's guild member looks down at the coins on the counter and nods. "Three gold. Three missives."

They stand up, slip the coins into a pouch, and gesture Vesta around the desk. "Come with me."

The guild member leads Vesta and Zukar through the common room to a room at the back. They knock three times and then open the door.

"Got some more missives for you to send." The guild member says to another member who is sitting inside a circle.

The one sitting waves Vesta and Zukar over. "Got your letters and who they need to go to?"

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