An Elf Enters Town...

E'ni'cala nods and follows Miquella, gratefully accepting the glass of water with both hands. "I know of her. She is the Queen after all, but I have never personally met her. Do you know her personally? I have heard she and the King were once members of this very Guild. I feel honored to walk in the same halls they once did."

“I do. An amazing Mage and Warrior. Both of them, and they did.” He smiles, “Here at this guild we follow a ranking system. You will be classified as a recruit. That will mean that you will follow the guidance of the Masters of the guild to learn the ropes of what we do here. Then we will use that gained knowledge to see where you would be best fitted at. The infirmary, the ritual circle, potion making, defense, and so on. May I ask your current knowledge and specialization?”

E'ni'cala takes a sip of water while Miquella speaks and then nods at his question. "Yes, of course! I am a healer through and through. I specialize in healing magics. I have no training in rituals or potions, I'm sorry to say. I spent most of my days under the tutelage of my mother. She is quite a skilled and talented healer herself." She looks up in reverence and clutches at a golden sunburst necklace around her neck. "May the Lady Laeria bless me, I will one day be as talented as she is."

“The Lady of Light is truly a wonderful being.” He smiles, and hands her a guild favor. “We will start the process now and work on getting you acclimated. We have quarters in the back and I will lead you to there and the kitchen. We can then start on the infirmary and get started? How does that sound?”

She looks back down at Miquella and accepts the favor, releasing her hold on her necklace. "Of course! Lead the way, Guildmaster." She sets the glass of water on the nearby table and waits for Miquella to lead her through the guild.