The Guild

[Trojin]

Inside the walls of the Guild, a ceremony was taking place. Deep inside the complex, in a large, stone, circular room that seemed even more ancient than the land of Albion itself, a congregation of heroes, apprentices, and teachers alike gathered around the room. All but eight of those present spaced themselves out around the perimeter of the room. Four of the remainder stood in the dead center of the room on a raised podium, facing the walkway that served as the entrance. Three of these figures wore the black, hooded robes that signified their status as instructors for the Guild.

One of these was a giant of a man, standing a little over two meters tall (about seven feet), and having distinctly muscular features; his facial features were obscured by his hood which, unlike the others, was worn up over his head. Strapped to his back were two gigantic weapons, a sword and a hammer, both of which seemed far too large for a normal man to carry, much less wield.

Another of the three was a woman whom, despite her snow white hair, looked much younger than the others standing in the center of the room with her, all of whom, with her exception, looked to be at least in their fifties, if not older. She, however, seemed to be barely past her teens, and her petite stature gave quite a contrast to the giant beside her.

The third was an elderly, bald man of average height. This man would be of no interest in appearance if it were not for the extremely odd tattoos he bore. While half of his face remained unmarked, the other half abruptly changed to a flurry of curved lines and intricate designs woven into one another in expert fashion. In addition, it was quite obvious that these markings continued down well past the neckline of his cloak.

Finally, in the center of them and standing slightly forward, was a dark-skinned woman who, by all accounts, looked like she should have been sent to the grave many years ago, which made some wonder exactly what it was that continued to hold her aged, wrinkled body together. In spite of this, she had remarkable posture and presence for her age, and it could be recognized by the unique robes she wore, as well as by the look of awe in the eyes of the guild members who looked to her, that she was of great importance to the Guild. In fact, it was impossible for anyone who had stayed at the guild for any amount of time to not recognize her, for she was Whisper, the Guildmaster.

The last four who did not stand in the circle were those who were just now entering the dome. Coming up the walkway and approaching the center of the room were three initiates of the Guild, Abraxas, Nanashi, Sigdur, and Acira. They were the purpose of this very ceremony, which was their rite of passage to becoming apprentices and full fledged members of the Guild.

(Hey, guess who finally got something up! There is actually a little bit more to this post, but I'd like a few posts from you guys before continuing, mainly to make sure that all of you are still interested, which I would understand completely if you have lost interest after all this time. In any case just a few intro posts for now and then the real RP can begin, finally, and with much more activity from me, in case you were wondering. Final note that I'd like to say is that there is still plenty of room for new people and it is not too late at all if any of you are interested.)

[Shadowmaster]

Abraxas walked to the middle of the room slowly. All these people around. If any of them knew...about me. How would they react? he thought to himself. I'll just have to keep my guard up.

[Xiao]

Sigdur slowly walked forward, gently clutching at his elbows. So many people... I haven't gotten this much attention since I arrived. he thought as he walked.

[Chibi MitchellTF]

Nanshi simply walks forward on the path he is told. He has no special thoughts. Soon, he would be finished with his training. He would be considered accomplished. And he would choose his own path. His only question was what path to chose. It was a bit hard. He got...confused at times.

[Stellar]

Acira chuckled to herself following the three boys. She couldn't help but think they were all silly for being overwhelmed, emotionless and nervous. But at least it seemed like she'd have fun durring this next stage in her life.

[Chibi MitchellTF]

(It's really not Nanashi's fault he's emotionless...his brain is busted.)

[Stellar]

(XD I know, it's just Acira's observations)