Written in Fate (Open/Intro)

Snow softly crunched beneath his boots and his cold gaze swept over an equally cold environment. Everything around him was cold and uninviting just like him. Upon the bleak landscape he was like a dot of red, nothing more than a drop of blood in snow. Casually, he ran a hand through his wind swept hair, icy winds having done no kind to his fiery locks. Another frosty breeze licked at his face and Ace tightened the scarf about his neck, and threw on the hood to his dark cloak. At this rate he would freeze before he found the supposed guild that resided in Mt. Hakobe. If not for his keen eyesight, which was deplorable considering his eye-patch, then he never would have spotted the snowy fort like building. It's stones nearly blended in with the mountains in the background, and layers of frost seemed to cover it making it even more difficult to distinguish. There seemed to be no sign of life from within but Ace was not discouraged. A dark guild that seemed warm and welcoming was unheard of, and would be laughed at if it existed. With a large inhale, Ace continued on his journey towards the guild, he still had some hiking to do.

Before him lay almost large impossible doors that were cold to the touch. He did not rest his warm palm on it for long for fear of getting stuck to the thing. His breath puffed out in front of him with his soft exhale, and he took a moment to simply stand there. After some mental preparation he pushed against the door with all his might opening with a mighty and almost painfully loud creak! His well trained face made no expression at the sound but was quick to morph into a pleased smile, welcoming eyes, and an almost goofy air was seen about him. Warm and inviting was his expression and demeanor, there remained no sign of the almost lifeless man that had stood before the door only a few moments prior. His voice was just as jolly and light as his expression, and it carried through the hall with relative ease. He made no move to enter, standing just outside the doors letting the light from outside illuminate him.

"Anybody home? I was looking to join this Basilisk Fang! If this is the right place or perhaps I stumbled upon another eerie snow fort?"

A small bead of sweat ran down the side of his head at the loud proclamation directed towards him. It wasn't what he expected to say the least. "I could ask the same of you though I'd rather you lower the scythe before I do." He spoke, his hands up so as to show his harmless intent. Truth be told Ace wasn't overly concerned but he did have an act to keep up, and a life to live. Ace apparently did not need to ask the man his name for he gave it only a few moments later, his anger still not calmed. "My apologies for disturbing your waking slumber oh Fenrir the terrible morning person or in this case afternoon person." He gave a perfect bow to accompany less than perfect words. Before any further trouble could arise another had entered the room, this one seemingly more rational than the last. Ace's emerald gaze follow the male, not having to fake some semblance of curiosity.

"Oh is the guild master out right now?" He inquired, expression perking up a bit looking less concerned despite the golden gaze upon him, "Thank you for the offer but..." He slid his hood back allowing both his vibrant red hair, and face to be seen clearly in the comparably dull hall. Youthful and handsome, Ace had a well-practiced charm that invited others in, "I think I'll stay here by the door until I know for certain that I'm not walking into a pit of snakes." He smiled, purposely nervously scratching at his cheek just below his eye-patch. Blunt, and to the point, Ace did not trust them nor did they seem to trust him. He would not enter till he knew his life wasn't on the line. His place by the door which was held ajar by his body meant that he had an escape route if the need were to arise. Though he really hoped that it wouldn't. A breeze from outside brought in a flurry of snowflakes that danced by his boots, as well as a cold draft into the hall. "Shall I come back later when the guild master is in? Is there some sort of appointment I should make? A calling card or a secretary that I need to talk to?" His usual charming and mirthful smile was expertly placed upon his lips, his hands still raised as the universal sign of peaceful intentions.

In the blink of an eye chaos had unfolded, guild member had turned against guild member, and in turn one had been severely punished by the other. "Gravity magic? Or is it some sort of item he holds?" He mused, single green eye not once leaving the sight before him, at least not until a certain voice had spoken up. His emerald gaze drifted towards the ceiling, and then followed the feminine form until it hit the ground landing on her feet like a cat. He had heard the offering of jerky, as well as kept careful watch on the other males, but his apparent attention at least to the others was on the woman before him. "I'm not quite hungry for jerky but..." One could almost practically see the heart in his single eye as he clasped both his hands about her single one, shaking it up and down rapidly, "I am hungry for a beautiful girl like y-" One moment there was the face of the white haired woman before him and the next he was on the ground, body getting dragged further into the guild. His thoughts were moving rapidly, only taking a few moments to come to a conclusion as well as plan of action.

Magic, the same from earlier, gravity based, while it had appeared that his attention was on the female before him he hadn't stopped watching the others. In such a dangerous environment he needed to be aware of all of his surroundings while simultaneously appearing as if he was only aware of one particular thing. His body had only moved a few inches, getting dragged further into the depths by an invisible force. Then his body ceased moving or more accurately the pull on him did not stop but rather it was countered. A separate pull, this one not originating from Sol but rather from Ace had counteracted the one attempting to drag him further into the guild against his will. He let out a small sigh before a smile had returned to his lips, "Well," He wouldn't stop the pull until he felt that Sol had stopped his, and Ace made no comment of it though he did send the green haired male an all too knowing smile though he instead spoke to the white haired woman, "Looks like I really fell for you." He laughed, pulling himself up from the floor, and brushing his pants off.

Another had appeared, this one carrying an ominous air with her. He didn't dare fawn over her as he had to the white haired woman, but he did don a blush upon his cheeks as if he found her just as attractive as he had found the white haired woman. Whether or not he held any true physical desire for the two women was a different story entirely but he could certainly act as if he did. Once the echo of her voice had died, and the hall was silent Ace cleared his throat, "Actually," His voice sounded almost awe-struck, and nervous though his steady pulse suggested otherwise, "I I do need you if it wouldn't be too much trouble." Again, he purposely scratched nervously at his cheek just below his eye-patch, "I've come to join a guild called Basilisk Fang. You wouldn't happen to be its renowned guild master would you?" He inquired though he already knew the answer, he was far from stupid but he acted the part with practiced ease.