Knock Knock. [Aldritch's Intro to SS/OPEN]

He had traveled for many days, venturing through the dark forest not knowing where to go at all in hopes of finding his destination, the place where the dark guild Savage Skull stood. After hours of wandering around the eerie marshes, he had finally reached the hill on which the guild stood at. He walked towards the front its doors and stood there, scanning the surrounding before he knocked.

He looked up, marveling the the tall structure though the very top of it was covered in fog. He knocked at the doors, waiting for someone to answer. "Hmm..." He stood there, patiently waiting to see if someone would usher him inside and tour him around, though there were none. With no one responding, he knocked again a few moments later, this time, with the last pound of his fist, his last knock would slowly open the door, creating an eerie creaking noise that filled the silent place, causing crows to fly away from the trees they once sat on, or were they even crows? Seeing how no one answered that time as well, he took a brief peek inside, inching his head over a bit, checking if anyone was inside before he eventually entered. Each step he made inside echoed through the empty guild halls as he looked left and right while scanning the place. "I came here to join." He said with a faint, deadpan voice, though faint, the echo from the empty halls amplified each word he said. There might not be anyone around the immediate area for now, but surely someone would hear him and approach him anytime soon.

The gates has been opened and yet there were still no guards covering the front entrance, it proved to be quite a hindrance knowing the lack of duty the guards have. Savage Skull is not just but a mere guildhall in the middle of the marsh, it was a dominion the size of a fortress with a wall that extends quite far and wide enough to house all the mages and staff in it. Perhaps the idea was rooted by the fact that Crawford favored being the king of his castle.

A man somehow managed to wander in and Lord Harrigan be not present this time. It was in fact up to Dubhlainn, to attend to duty to treating new members and unwanted guests with hospitality in his own way. The place was indeed silent and that was because majority of the guild are out on their daily hunt. Dubhlainn was one of those that remained rather refrain from ever participating in such sport that involve such a loss for life as a price for one's victory. Ludicrous, a Farce and nothing but simple mediocrity. Dubhlainn has expected better of his guild's activities but that aside, Harrigan's absence perhaps made them so unruly. The Guildmaster answers the Azeron Alliance that compose of Savage Skull, Tartarus and Basilik Fang the three dark Guilds of Fiore, if ever one were to be absent in this meeting, such as the privilege and benefit of being part of the alliance be lost or that is what Dubhlainn thinks.

Hence he walked in front of the door to receive his guest. "I suppose you're not an unwanted guest, my pardons for inconvience but the guildmaster be not present at this time, perhaps you seek Lady Aedre's blessing?"