Michelle
*Both of them had resumed their walk for a while, heading towards the Freefencers Headquarters. The sun is almost up and about above their head. Its heat can be felt, gradually prickling through Akasha's white skin. Middle Mentia, and by extension – Shaslandi is quite renowned for its breezy landscape. And while that's true, as a wave of winds caresses her slightly dampened skin, it would only grant a momentary coolness on its surface. Against the bane of pale people; sunburn, though?*
 
"Sigh.." 
 
*She frowned, wrinkling her nose as she walked. Her steps hastened. She leads both of them to approach the side of the road which casts what remains of their shade. After all, the angle of the sun doesn't exactly accommodate the brickstones of buildings in creating additional covers.*
 
"It should be around that corner.." *Akasha swept her bangs, looking pointedly at a large, commerce-like building. It is likely intended for merchant use. They continued their steps, until the face of the Freefencer guild was in full view in front of them.*
Sarah
Arlean would step forward, suddenly gaining a bit of confidence. Like Akasha's skin, Arlean's was also quite white - enough that with some change to his facial features, he could've been mistaken for one of the native. 

The fox stepped up to the headquarters of the guild, and then called out for some attention from the guard - or the receptionist. 

"Hello! Captain Alphonse sent us two here! We're looking for Master Kohm Fidres - we have a letter from the captain!"
Paul
There was silence at the door for a brief period, and nothing could be heard except the hustle and bustle of the merchants behind them.

Just as it was nearing the conventionally agreed upon point where things got awkward, the door creaked open, a tall man with long flowing red hair and a strange hat slipped through the gap of the half-ajar passage.

"Well, I sup-" He suddenly stalls as he nearly runs into the duo just outside, taking a startled step back in response "Woah! Ghost!"
Sarah
"What? Ghost is what we call you in our continent. Is that how you call us in this continent too?" 

Arlean quipped, looking at the man up and down. Surprisingly young looking. Light skin, long red hair. 

"Are you Master Kohm Fidres?"
Michelle
*She stood still for a moment, eyes fixed on the man who spouted ghosts in broad daylight. A moment later, an exhale escaped from her lips. The weather is a bit too hot for her to deal with something like this.*
 
"I suppose not." *She chimed in to answer Arlean's query, before the red-haired man could.*
 
*Master Kohm Fidres.. She has heard that name before from the knights, after all. The figure is supposed to be a dignified veteran fencer who had fought in a war that took place a few decades ago. Whoever this person was, he's too young to embody Kohm's description. Not to mention that he's slightly.. No-offence, far too 'jumpy'.*
 
"Pardon for startling you. As my companion said, we are looking for Master Kohm Fidres." *Akasha slipped her hand inside her pocket and took out the badge of the Knights of Firmament, showing it to the red-haired man.*
 
"A delivery is in order. A letter from Captain Grünewald, and..." *She paused. Her lips curved into a light smile.*

"Including us."
Paul
"No, and no, but don't just stand outside the door like that for no reason! Were you people expecting a doorman or something? Sheesh..." Patting his chest to calm down, he turns to Akasha, listening to her finish her explanation, chuckling slightly at the joke at the end.

"Well then, Miss Part-of-the-parcel, if you people are looking for unc- I mean, Master Fidres, I can lead you to him myself, he should be free right now. Now, then, follow me for a bit!"

With that said and done, the man fluidly reopens the door, this time fully ajar, thus exposing the contents of the hall within, before gesturing to them to go ahead.
Sarah
*Damn.* Arlean thought to himself, mildly disappointed that such a jumpy, happy go lucky figure is not gonna be his mentor. He started toning down his mental expectations. It is probably gonna be something harder. 

"Alright!" The fox mustered some enthusiasm, following the person around - swaying his tail gently, maybe accidentally fluffing Akasha with it if she strayed too close. 

"The architecture of this place is grand. Antique-like. Like another age, from before modern Mentia."
Michelle
*Akasha smiled pleasantly at the invitation. After casting a momentary glance to the banner of the Freefencers outside, she then followed the man inside. Some tension – which she didn't notice was there, left her shoulder alongside the sunlight outside. She also can feel a fluffy sensation which occasionally brushes her fingers. 'It must be his tail..' she thought, resisting the urge to grab and pet it.*
 
"Yes. The Freefencer has been present for quite a while." *She added towards Arlean's comment, eyes roaming at the structures.*
 
*It was the first time she actually stepped foot inside of the Guild hall. Coming from the bright day outside, the interior of the place seems almost dark. But soon, her eyes adjusted and made out the better details. The walls are similar like the exterior, old, dark-grey rocks with timber woods in some places. A few windows line the walls, allowing additional light sources from the outside. The premise is filled to the brim with the air of history.*
 
"May I know who you are?" *She asked, turning her attention towards their guide. To her, he doesn't appear to be a common guard or house-servant.*
Paul
"Call me Nikon. If you care about ranks and all that, I'm a Free Scholar of the Freefencers!" The now named Nikon responded as he led the duo through the winding hallways in the area. It seemed that it would take a while for them to arrive, for the place certainly felt deceptively large, in a way that almost felt as if the place was somehow larger on the inside.
Sarah
"Nikon? Are you from Runra, like me?" *The name didn't sounds very Mentian, but that might be because of some linguistic coincidence.* "Free scholar of the Freefencers? So you are double free! Not only are you amongst the freefencers, but you are free to operate." 

"Does that mean you are a mage of some sort, studying whatever you like?"
Michelle
"Nikon? Are you from Runra, like me?"
 
"Ah, this is Arlean, and my name is Akasha. Nice to meet you." *She politely nodded at the man on the behalf of them both.*
 
*As the showing of her badge earlier should be enough to confirm their affiliation with the knights, she doesn't feel the need to reiterate. After all, the circumstances of their rank is a bit more complicated, and less straightforward than other members of the Order, in a way. In his part, Arlean is rankless as unofficial temporary member, while she is below telling Nikon about her title – fearing that it would come across as pompous.*
 
"Free scholar of the Freefencers? So you are double free! Not only are you amongst the freefencers, but you are free to operate." 
 
*If her memories are correct, the Free Scholar should hold a position equivalent to that of an assistant instructor. Nikon would be one or two steps higher in stature than your average Freefencers. As she thought of that, her gaze occasionally darted towards the other hallway and passages which didn't conform with their route. Something is a little amiss..*
 
*"It's a little quiet.. Where could the other members be?" She thought, bringing one of her arms closer to her chest. The atmosphere of the Guild Hall is a contrast from what you'd expect from a major organisation.*
Paul
"Nikon? Are you from Runra, like me?"

"Ah, a Runranian fellow! Uncle always did tell me like telling me stories of that far off place..." Nikon mused. "Sorry to disappoint, but I'm Siuian, you see!"

"Ah, this is Arlean, and my name is Akasha. Nice to meet you." 

"Nice to meet both of you!" Nikon cheerily replied, nodding his head. "Gave me quite a scare at first, but hopefully we'll get well aqciuanted soon!"

"Free scholar of the Freefencers? So you are double free! Not only are you amongst the freefencers, but you are free to operate." 

Nikon burst into laughter. "Double free?! Well, that's one way to put it! You have quite a way with words!"
"Does that mean you are a mage of some sort, studying whatever you like?"

"Not far off the mark." Nikon wagged a finger. "Free Scholars have free access to all treatises held within any hall of the Freefencers, and indeed we are afforded a deal of respected, and often trusted to help out with instruction should it be needed."

"It's a little quiet.. Where could the other members be?" She thought, bringing one of her arms closer to her chest. 

Nikon fails to notice Akasha's ponderings, being mostly occupied with leading the way.

Eventually he stops at a doorway, one that seemed to have little difference from the rest, before grabbing the handle and pushing it open.

A large empty hall with a high, arched ceiling revealed itself, the architecture sharing the simple refinement the rest of the guild hall held, only further accentuated by the sunbeams shining through the windows from high above. Racks of equipment and gear of all sorts lined the walls, ranging from training dummies to suits of armor, along with a few benches for rest. At the end of it all, there was a balcony overlooking the hall which could be accessed by ladder. 

In the center of the hall, a strange man wearing a chaperon hat upon flaming red hair and a side cape, both of an orange-brownish color, as well as pitch black robes kneeled in front of what appeared in be a suit of armour that was apparentally standing under it's own strength, his hands working on something as his back faced the doorway.

The man turned, showing his siuian features, a full beard and molten orbs of eyes that were coincidentally enough, of the same tone as Nikon's own.

As he opened his mouth, Nikon pre-empted him. 

"Uncle, these are the students you said the Knights would send to you!"