I told you that those assassination contracts were bad ideas. I told you so much, but you had to insist that we go through with them.
In fairness, it was never explicitly found out that it was us, so the guild should be fine.
Sure, but there's still the issue of us being kicked out of the entirety of the Silver Fairy Moon alliance because of this! We're too suspicious to be let into those other guilds, and we would never be allowed into a legal guild because of your entire existence, so now we have to travel up another huge mountain to another guild, and I have to freeze my ass off because you don't want to have to deal with being in the cold because you're too proud to let something like this happen. Remember, it's your fault that we got kicked out of Silver Wolf.
The Bringer of Death merely laughed. It had been a few weeks since his consecutive assassinations of the Knight Commander and the one political representative, and after a quick investigation on the matter, mostly due to suspicions of a "man with a wolf-like marking on his face" mysteriously appearing and never being accounted for, he had been asked to leave Silver Wolf. It was merely a safety measure, and Leona was gracious about the situation. Jin understood what was needed and why it was needed. There was no issue there. If nothing else, should the Rune Knights or representatives of the Council some to Silver Wolf, Leona could say that he took a job on his own volition and was kicked out for it. Jin had to accept this lie, both for his own safety and for the safety of the guild that had taught him so well in the works of magic.
Errings Rising was the new place that would become his home. It was similar enough to Silver Wolf, he thought, but the important distinction of being okay with more dubious tasks was what brought him here. He was interested in the research aspect of Silver Wolf for sure, but it was not a huge loss should he not be able to perform research. No matter what he did, he seemed destined for the cold mountains. His home was the mountains. Silver Wolf was the mountains. And now, Errings Rising was the mountains. He smiled at the irony of the situation. He himself was never a fan of the cold, and yet he was always dragged to it. Nonetheless, he was happy to be in a new community. Despite the duo's hesitation towards joining a guild, that hesitation had long passed in the months since joining Silver Wolf and since being excommunicated from it. Now, he craved the allure of allyship. He would have people to duel, if nothing else. Otherwise he could assist others in their jobs or have others assist him in his own jobs. His repertoire of jobs he could take had not even shifted much. The guilds that required a delicate, non-violent, perfectly legal hand were not much for the Paragon of Virtue's style, let alone the Bringer of Death. However, those jobs where a grayer area could be taken certainly were, not to mention those jobs that the Bringer of Death craved. Assassinations, destroying the Council, everything was certainly enticing for the evil half of the Demon Slayer.
That was yet another thing of note for Jin. He was now a Demon Slayer. While Silver Wolf certainly had Slayers, few were able to teach him in the intricacies of Slayership. He had hoped that a darker, more rugged guild would be able to assist with him learning his new powers. While his magic power was well-tuned, when it came to being a Slayer, he seemed little more than a deer just born. He was unorthodox, unskilled, and uncoordinated. Perhaps Errings Rising would have someone who could assist in such matters.
Stepping forth to the doors, Jin breathed in as the Bringer of Death took over. First impressions were always important. Never be too flashy. Never be too humble. Show off the power you have, but never brag about it. To this end, he called forth Hallow's Phantom to hover menacingly around him as he entered the doors of the castle.
"Is this Erring's Rising? I wish to join."
WC: 723
In fairness, it was never explicitly found out that it was us, so the guild should be fine.
Sure, but there's still the issue of us being kicked out of the entirety of the Silver Fairy Moon alliance because of this! We're too suspicious to be let into those other guilds, and we would never be allowed into a legal guild because of your entire existence, so now we have to travel up another huge mountain to another guild, and I have to freeze my ass off because you don't want to have to deal with being in the cold because you're too proud to let something like this happen. Remember, it's your fault that we got kicked out of Silver Wolf.
The Bringer of Death merely laughed. It had been a few weeks since his consecutive assassinations of the Knight Commander and the one political representative, and after a quick investigation on the matter, mostly due to suspicions of a "man with a wolf-like marking on his face" mysteriously appearing and never being accounted for, he had been asked to leave Silver Wolf. It was merely a safety measure, and Leona was gracious about the situation. Jin understood what was needed and why it was needed. There was no issue there. If nothing else, should the Rune Knights or representatives of the Council some to Silver Wolf, Leona could say that he took a job on his own volition and was kicked out for it. Jin had to accept this lie, both for his own safety and for the safety of the guild that had taught him so well in the works of magic.
Errings Rising was the new place that would become his home. It was similar enough to Silver Wolf, he thought, but the important distinction of being okay with more dubious tasks was what brought him here. He was interested in the research aspect of Silver Wolf for sure, but it was not a huge loss should he not be able to perform research. No matter what he did, he seemed destined for the cold mountains. His home was the mountains. Silver Wolf was the mountains. And now, Errings Rising was the mountains. He smiled at the irony of the situation. He himself was never a fan of the cold, and yet he was always dragged to it. Nonetheless, he was happy to be in a new community. Despite the duo's hesitation towards joining a guild, that hesitation had long passed in the months since joining Silver Wolf and since being excommunicated from it. Now, he craved the allure of allyship. He would have people to duel, if nothing else. Otherwise he could assist others in their jobs or have others assist him in his own jobs. His repertoire of jobs he could take had not even shifted much. The guilds that required a delicate, non-violent, perfectly legal hand were not much for the Paragon of Virtue's style, let alone the Bringer of Death. However, those jobs where a grayer area could be taken certainly were, not to mention those jobs that the Bringer of Death craved. Assassinations, destroying the Council, everything was certainly enticing for the evil half of the Demon Slayer.
That was yet another thing of note for Jin. He was now a Demon Slayer. While Silver Wolf certainly had Slayers, few were able to teach him in the intricacies of Slayership. He had hoped that a darker, more rugged guild would be able to assist with him learning his new powers. While his magic power was well-tuned, when it came to being a Slayer, he seemed little more than a deer just born. He was unorthodox, unskilled, and uncoordinated. Perhaps Errings Rising would have someone who could assist in such matters.
Stepping forth to the doors, Jin breathed in as the Bringer of Death took over. First impressions were always important. Never be too flashy. Never be too humble. Show off the power you have, but never brag about it. To this end, he called forth Hallow's Phantom to hover menacingly around him as he entered the doors of the castle.
"Is this Erring's Rising? I wish to join."
WC: 723
