"Hn.. Crisp morning." Quietly speaking to himself while the steps towards the peak of an overlooking hill slowly closed him towards a large building. The sounds of each footfall crunching against the gravel that had been set specifically for the destination ahead.
On either side of the young man, the trees were hued in comfortable reds and oranges, emphasizing a recent and consistent drop in temperature at the time. Scattered piles of leaves were distinguishable further into a nearby dense forest to the East. Only further chilled Copy was the gentle and steady wind that buffeted across his face and body, lifting the tail of his coat behind him in a flutter, also directed towards the East dominantly.
It was only a matter of time afore he drew the last few steps to the stages of the large guild-houses steps. Eyes spotting the wear of the cobblestone that drew to the heavy wooden doors. Perhaps an excuse to himself to take such an interest, granting him some moments of grace without word or a situation. It did pass, while he stood there in silence looking at the few remainder steps to the door it drew him at a snap to the dark wooden double-doors. Raising a hand he rose a hand and pounded four times, hearing within' a resounding boom each knock. A second passed until the wind shifted and picked up, crashing into the door just enough to cause it to creak open. Displaying passage into the chamber within'.
Pausing further, he furrowed his brows and put on an expression un-befit of his otherwise dainty features. One he aimed to express strength, resilience to any fear tactics; upon convincing himself it worked, he planted his right palm against the door and swung it open the remainder ways striding in. Taking the first few steps and nudged it closed from behind.
From there he stood, turning and facing those who may be present and the intake of the hall itself. It was only a matter of dissecting where he could register, the first inclination of a clue was to approach a nearby counter whom should have an attendant. Raising his voice he called out. "Hello! I am here with interest in joining!"
On either side of the young man, the trees were hued in comfortable reds and oranges, emphasizing a recent and consistent drop in temperature at the time. Scattered piles of leaves were distinguishable further into a nearby dense forest to the East. Only further chilled Copy was the gentle and steady wind that buffeted across his face and body, lifting the tail of his coat behind him in a flutter, also directed towards the East dominantly.
It was only a matter of time afore he drew the last few steps to the stages of the large guild-houses steps. Eyes spotting the wear of the cobblestone that drew to the heavy wooden doors. Perhaps an excuse to himself to take such an interest, granting him some moments of grace without word or a situation. It did pass, while he stood there in silence looking at the few remainder steps to the door it drew him at a snap to the dark wooden double-doors. Raising a hand he rose a hand and pounded four times, hearing within' a resounding boom each knock. A second passed until the wind shifted and picked up, crashing into the door just enough to cause it to creak open. Displaying passage into the chamber within'.
Pausing further, he furrowed his brows and put on an expression un-befit of his otherwise dainty features. One he aimed to express strength, resilience to any fear tactics; upon convincing himself it worked, he planted his right palm against the door and swung it open the remainder ways striding in. Taking the first few steps and nudged it closed from behind.
From there he stood, turning and facing those who may be present and the intake of the hall itself. It was only a matter of dissecting where he could register, the first inclination of a clue was to approach a nearby counter whom should have an attendant. Raising his voice he called out. "Hello! I am here with interest in joining!"