"Next stop Hargeon Town." The conductor called over the speakers throughout the carriages. "Followed by Magnolia Town..." Several of the passengers began climbing out of their seats in order to organize themselves before they disembarked. In particular, a young woman towards the front of the third carriage climbed to her feat wearing a black tank top, dirty green cargo pants and a pair of brown leather combat boots. The woman had a pale skin tone but her skin was very beautiful and seemed to only compliment her elegant cherry blossom pink colored hair. The woman looked down the carriage at all the other passengers reaching up and grabbing their luggage from the overhead nets and was reminded of her own luggage, a plastic shopping bag. This woman's name, is Aeon Kendrix.
The young woman wasn't one to carry many personal possessions simply because she traveled on a regular basis and there was nothing worse than having to carry luggage around from one location to the next every single day. She only carried the necessities, toothpaste, a toothbrush, a hair brush, some bandages in case of emergencies and a few 'personal lady products' for other emergencies.
The train came to an expected halt at the Hargeon Town platform and Aeon proceeded to disembark the train. It wasn't her first time in Hargeon Town, having been here for various jobs before but it had been two or three years since her last visit. The woman was an experienced fighter, mastering several forms of martial arts and weapon styles over the years since she was three years old. She had only just recently finished a job in Lavanitir Port City where she was a body guard for the mayor for over a month. There was a reasoning for her being in Hargeon, only one reason to be honest. She wanted to join a guild. The woman stepped off the train and looked around the area for a moment, the plastic bag in her right hand a piece of paper unfolded in her left with an address scribbled on it. A short while ago, Aeon was introduced to a man on a previous job who had been a member of a guild, hearing of his tales, Aeon began to like the thought of joining a guild herself one day. This man's guild wasn't fitting for her and didn't particular like their values but he did direct her in the direction of a guild that he thought would be perfect for her, the address was then scribbled onto this exact piece of paper.
"Excuse me ma'am." Aeon called as she approached middle aged woman and her son standing on the platform. It was evident that they were waiting for the next train and they seemed like locals which was a benefit to the young mage in a new town. The woman looked to Aeon with a smile and met her halfway, the girl holding out the piece of paper with the address on it. "Would you be able to tell me where I can find this address?" The woman smiled when she looked at the piece of paper and then pointed out in the direction of the town center. "You are looking for the Lamia Scale guild. It is that large building over there in the distance." She said, pointing towards a building larger than most. Aeon immediately turned to the woman, bowing forward to thank her and began making her way the building indicated.
When Aeon arrived, she looked the building over for a moment with an arched eyebrow, questioning whether it really was the building she was looking for or not. She looked back around herself and noted that the building was definitely larger than most of the other buildings and the building itself seemed to have an extension or connection with a building beside it as there was a bridge between the two. At first she began to question the woman's directions but noticed the Lamia Scale flags and it was the only thing that seemed to confirm that it was the guild hall. "I guess this is it." She said softly to herself, standing out the front of the building and not quite ready to make her way inside. Instead, she chose to stand out the front of the building to see what kind of people went inside, assuming that those who went inside were likely members of the guild and it would kind of give her a 'feeling' of what the guild was like through their actions or presence.