<b>The orange Autumn leaves from the trees around Y/N slowly fell one by one as they made their way to the nearest city, traveling from the small town Y/N had been raised in. The leaves that had fallen before the day’s travel had crunched under their feet leaving traces of their travels on the dirt path, not paved by anything more than the footsteps taken on it by other travelers throughout the time the road had been used. A few guards passed by the traveler giving a few greetings and warnings to stay careful as they made their way to DrakeWard, the closest city that held an Adventurer Guild. Every Guild had praised the God of Adventure and Discovery, Dos, who had founded the first Guild. The reason for him doing so is surrounded in multiple rumors and stories all connected as to how the deity came to be. Once Y/N had gotten to the city gates a chilled breeze had blown past them ruffling their clothes a bit and reminding them of the incoming cold that had been creeping closer and closer with the impending snow that followed.<br/>
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Y/N had walked through the gate of the city leading to a stone brick paved road making Y/N’s shoes click against the stones as well as the other travelers on the road. Shops on both sides of the street sold various things from shop to shop such as armor and clothes to tools and weapons, everyday items and liquids and contraptions and more. Signs around the city lead Y/N to where the guild building had been, wedged between a clock tower and a home that had a hallway connecting over the road to a building across the street. The building had a royal blue fabric sign with a gold font stating what the building had been. Inside laughter can be heard as a few members tell what had most likely been their latest story, the double door open to the street outside as Y/N made their way inside.<br/>
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Once inside the current receptionist at the counter had noticed Y/N, giving them a smile as he hadn’t noticed you before. He had grabbed a resignation paper that had been endowed with an enchantment to show the person bonded to the parchment their status in the guild at a command. A pen and inkwell sat on the counter for himself and others to use, the parchment beside him and ready for whatever request that the newest face in town had to ask<br/>
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