Numb. There was no other way to describe this feeling but that. Kara stood in the center of Hargeon Town, staring up at where the Lamia Scale guildhall had once been, oblivious to the people looking at her and whispering as they passed her by. She heard her name mentioned once or twice, but hearing it and registering it were two completely different things. She simply stood there for a time as the memories flooded back from her time in the guild. She had wondered why her guild mark was fading whilst she spent her time in Pergrande, but she assumed it was simply due to being so far away from the guild and Fiore. She didn't think for a second that her guild had just...gone.
Finally she snapped out of it. A girl stood staring into space wearing the shirt and skirt combo she was wearing in the middle of town was an easy target, especially with no obvious mages around to back her up should things go badly. Besides, no guild meant no guildhall. No guildhall meant no job board. And no job board meant no money. She had to find somewhere else to earn some money fast otherwise her already crappy situation was only going to get worse. She looked around the immediate vicinity but, with how late in the day it was, most establishments were closing or already closed except for the taverns. She couldn't work there. Not right now. Looking for work this evening would prove fruitless, she knew that, so instead she began thinking of where she could sleep. With a goal in mind, she set off through the streets of Hargeon, focusing hard on listening for potential threats.
Finally she snapped out of it. A girl stood staring into space wearing the shirt and skirt combo she was wearing in the middle of town was an easy target, especially with no obvious mages around to back her up should things go badly. Besides, no guild meant no guildhall. No guildhall meant no job board. And no job board meant no money. She had to find somewhere else to earn some money fast otherwise her already crappy situation was only going to get worse. She looked around the immediate vicinity but, with how late in the day it was, most establishments were closing or already closed except for the taverns. She couldn't work there. Not right now. Looking for work this evening would prove fruitless, she knew that, so instead she began thinking of where she could sleep. With a goal in mind, she set off through the streets of Hargeon, focusing hard on listening for potential threats.