Taraki stared, gazing up at the solid marble paradise that lay before him. It was quite a sight, he had to admit, all bright and sparkling like some precious gem in the light of the setting sun. A ruby - to be precise. The sun was a bleeding orange colour as he made his leisurely way up before the grand entrance to Lamia Scale.
Tearing his green eyes from the building, Tar reached a rough hand into his pocket and produced a crumpled piece of paper. It was reply from the Guild Master regarding his request to join the group, he stopped, closing his eyes and savouring the moment. He just stood outside the doors in the glow of the setting sun.
Tearing his green eyes from the building, Tar reached a rough hand into his pocket and produced a crumpled piece of paper. It was reply from the Guild Master regarding his request to join the group, he stopped, closing his eyes and savouring the moment. He just stood outside the doors in the glow of the setting sun.