He had finally reached it, the end of his long, perilous journey. Well, nothing majorly bad had happened, but it was still long. He had been dreaming of coming here for years, ever since he was a small child. Well, he had dreamed of coming somewhere to become famous, he just happened to learn of the guild. Without stop he moved, nothing deterring him from his goal. Well, he had made a few stops, and at one point decided he wanted to do something else before dropping it and heading out again. Regardless, none of that mattered now, for he was here, Clover Town, home of his destiny. Here, he would join the valiant, noble mages of Blue Pegasus, the guild of Heros- of Legends. Well, that was assuming he could actually get in.
Rayden wasn't a particularly smart man. That didn't mean he was dumb, but a sheltered life lead him to a lot of.... "misunderstandings" about normal societal life. An example of this would be how to join a guild. 'It shouldn't be that hard right? Just walk in and say "I want in." I mean, what more could there be?' Leaning against the large pillar, Rayden was lost in thought. He was inside the guild grounds, or at least assumed he was. With how large and sprawling the setup was amongst the town, he couldn't even be certain. That was probably the first major problem. Where exactly in this massive setup could he sign up? 'Maybe there is a test or something... Some way I have to prove myself. That makes sense.' A plan in mind, Rayden praised his own wits. It seemed obvious now. There's not way that they'd let just anyone in. There needed to be some trial, a way to prove your heroism and glory.
Determined, he ejected himself off the pillar, looking around for any signs as to the challenge. Now he was at a disadvantage. There was so much ground to cover, and he had no idea where the test would be hidden, or even what it entail. He had to search for clues now, surely there would be something. He scanned the area; all he could see was the polished stone of the pavement decor, as well as the neatly trimmed grass surround it. As far as he could tell, he was in a pathway section, a go between the different parts of the hall with little for large or recognizable buildings. Still, there had to be something somewhere, and he would leave no stone unturned. Anything that he could move was thrown aside; benches, chairs, tables, anything in the area, whether it be decoration was searched. Looking for a mark, a message, anything to point his way, he made quite the mess.
Rayden wasn't a particularly smart man. That didn't mean he was dumb, but a sheltered life lead him to a lot of.... "misunderstandings" about normal societal life. An example of this would be how to join a guild. 'It shouldn't be that hard right? Just walk in and say "I want in." I mean, what more could there be?' Leaning against the large pillar, Rayden was lost in thought. He was inside the guild grounds, or at least assumed he was. With how large and sprawling the setup was amongst the town, he couldn't even be certain. That was probably the first major problem. Where exactly in this massive setup could he sign up? 'Maybe there is a test or something... Some way I have to prove myself. That makes sense.' A plan in mind, Rayden praised his own wits. It seemed obvious now. There's not way that they'd let just anyone in. There needed to be some trial, a way to prove your heroism and glory.
Determined, he ejected himself off the pillar, looking around for any signs as to the challenge. Now he was at a disadvantage. There was so much ground to cover, and he had no idea where the test would be hidden, or even what it entail. He had to search for clues now, surely there would be something. He scanned the area; all he could see was the polished stone of the pavement decor, as well as the neatly trimmed grass surround it. As far as he could tell, he was in a pathway section, a go between the different parts of the hall with little for large or recognizable buildings. Still, there had to be something somewhere, and he would leave no stone unturned. Anything that he could move was thrown aside; benches, chairs, tables, anything in the area, whether it be decoration was searched. Looking for a mark, a message, anything to point his way, he made quite the mess.