Along comes a loner

Kateri saw the town from above, and assumed the guild hall to be the rather large, damaged marble structure in the center. She made her way through the town, asking several locals for directions as she neglected to take note of the streets. She pulled out a special memorial stone her father'd given her, and told her not to read, prepared to give it to the first guild member she spoke to. Kateri pulled the hood on her cloak as she walked through the doorway so no one would notice her scar. The hair that hung from the front of her cloak was changing from white to blue as it hit the shadows. Looking around Kateri noticed the beauty of the guild hall.
'Such a beautiful building, what happened to ruin it so terribly?' she said in her head.
Continuing, marveling at the surrounding structure and imagining what it looked like before whatever events transpired she looked for someone who wasn't cleaning rubble or study the job notice board with intent. She sat on one of the marble windows sitting the stone next to her, and began cleaning her pistol with the end of her cloak, wondering if she came at a bad time. The portion of her hair being hit by sunlight was white, and the other portion in the shade was blue, with a smooth transition in the parts where light and dark converged.


-next person who posts takes the memorial stone from Kateri, it's made of a special stone that shines a different color to each person, depending on their aligned element(s) but reads the same, give it a good eulogy for Zuo Cii, the deceased guildmaster and place it somewhere for all to see-

Kateri assumed the man was of Lamia Scale, and stopped cleaning her gun long enough to gently put the wrapped stone in Dmitry's hands.
"I don't know anyone named Seikatsu, I'm sorry."
She looked around at the building, still amazed at the structure.
"I'm Kateri, it means pure. What's your name, and what happened to this place?"
She asked while noticing there were several people seeming pretty down.

Kateri was intrigued as she knew that description and he knew of Altsoba... Kateri slid of the window sill, her shoes clapping on the ground. She put her face as close to Dmitry's as possible with her nose almost touching his. Her eyes narrows in and glared into his eyes. Able to see he wasn't bluffing, Kateri pulled her head back smiling. She hopped back on the ledge, and removed the hood on her cloak, letting her face and the demonic contract scar show. The back of her head now exposed to the sun changed from blue to white, while the front which was in the shadow remained blue.
"So you know my father." Kateri said while smiling.
"I promise you, I wasn't trying to hide it. You know him by a different name is why I didn't know."
"The demon you speak of is Altsoba, the Demon of War."
"Mines is Kazimir, the Keeper of Peace."
"Dad might have mentioned coming in contact with a person who looked like you, but he talked more about his companion, a massive wolf that plowed through men like a raging storm."
"Let's see... the name was....
D... deeeee...demiter...dmity... dmusky... Dmisky... Dmitry! I think..."

"Not sure, but dad said to give it to the first Lamia Scale member I came across. It's a special stone that changes colors to match the element closest to the heart of whoever looks at it. For me it looked like a piece of ice, but dad assured me it wasn't." Kateri informed Dmitry.
She knew that her age was strange, but decided not to explain it unless Dmitry asked about it. She also suspected asking about the rock was some sorry attempt to change the topic, but Kateri will let is slide. She pulled out her 10-shooter and began cleaning out the barrels as they were cached with dirt from the adventure she had before coming to the guild.
"Dad says that that he carved a eulogy on it for some guy who 'went down in a blaze of glory' here. I'm not sure how he would know, but I also wouldn't be surprised if he told me."