Slowly Dahau traced the cold wall with his hand, his flingers slowly feeling the rough touch of stone as the slide over each and every one of them. For him it was a nostalgic feel, and quickly jumpstarted memories he had stowed away deep for so long. His hidden reign within the shadows of the guild, his pupils that so carelessly betrayed him only so that they could claim the power of the guild for themselves. However it was a futile effort, as even though they had him locked away and be forgotten, they still lost. Their hold over the guild was nothing but a fake one. Not being able to grasp the real darkness that had found their place here. The emptiness, the nothingness the slumbered here behind the veil of it all.
The guild had stagnated for a long time, even among all the different masters it had in the past. But no more, Dahau could feel it. It resonated with him as he laid his hand against the wall. The guild was stirring, it had found its one who could lead it. And Dahau agreed, the former masters paled in comparison.
His presence had until now gone unnoticed, as always, as he was used to. Not even the sentries standing guard noticed him passing through the front door. In fact, he'd even walked among them, as if he was just another grunt. Another lost soul that had found his way to the darkest of guilds. No need to being paid any attention. It was as it had always been, with him hiding between the shadows of the guild. Only known to those who he'd let himself known. Yet Dahau new, that such a time had passed. With this new course, maybe he as well should abide and follow just as the guild itself had chosen to.
So there he was, alone in the main hall, where the ceiling wasn't even visible. Where the corinthian pillars disappeared into the dark shroud above. Standing figuratively on a crossroads, where one path would lead him back to what he was familiar with, the nothingness. While the other brings him into the light of day, and exposed him to the new reality of the guild. No, he wasn't standing on a crossroads, as he already knew that the former path had failed miserably. So it left him no other choice then to turn to this new path and embrace it.
As faint and minimal his presence was, basically close to nothingness. Dahau was actually quite convinced that the current master of this guild was already aware of his presence, yet she had let him be. Going along with his whimsical wandering among the halls, maybe out of curiosity to what he would actually decide. But no longer, not anymore. It was time for him to step out of this shroud, and let him self be known. It was time to talk.
The moment Dahau had came to this conclusion, a sudden pulse of magical power was to be felt surging through the entire building, and the guild, the guild resonated with his decision.
The guild had stagnated for a long time, even among all the different masters it had in the past. But no more, Dahau could feel it. It resonated with him as he laid his hand against the wall. The guild was stirring, it had found its one who could lead it. And Dahau agreed, the former masters paled in comparison.
His presence had until now gone unnoticed, as always, as he was used to. Not even the sentries standing guard noticed him passing through the front door. In fact, he'd even walked among them, as if he was just another grunt. Another lost soul that had found his way to the darkest of guilds. No need to being paid any attention. It was as it had always been, with him hiding between the shadows of the guild. Only known to those who he'd let himself known. Yet Dahau new, that such a time had passed. With this new course, maybe he as well should abide and follow just as the guild itself had chosen to.
So there he was, alone in the main hall, where the ceiling wasn't even visible. Where the corinthian pillars disappeared into the dark shroud above. Standing figuratively on a crossroads, where one path would lead him back to what he was familiar with, the nothingness. While the other brings him into the light of day, and exposed him to the new reality of the guild. No, he wasn't standing on a crossroads, as he already knew that the former path had failed miserably. So it left him no other choice then to turn to this new path and embrace it.
As faint and minimal his presence was, basically close to nothingness. Dahau was actually quite convinced that the current master of this guild was already aware of his presence, yet she had let him be. Going along with his whimsical wandering among the halls, maybe out of curiosity to what he would actually decide. But no longer, not anymore. It was time for him to step out of this shroud, and let him self be known. It was time to talk.
The moment Dahau had came to this conclusion, a sudden pulse of magical power was to be felt surging through the entire building, and the guild, the guild resonated with his decision.