<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong><tt class="bbc_tt">Ahava separated from the group and went wth Jora to his room which like his attire and personality was decadence in its full form. Red and purple silk drapes hung from the walls allowing to bask the room in a soft reddish hue from the sun beaming from a balcony opening. A few mannequins on the far wall showed off a few of his attires which were similar to the one he wore now but just in different colours. "What? You think a beautiful face and body like this was easy? Takes a lot of work"<br/><br/>After quite the enjoyable time with Jora, Ahava felt tired yet refreshed and could on her way with whatever business she wished. The next day she met up with Takeshi and helped supply funds to one one of the orphanages that had a roof in dire need of repair. Needless to say the staff wer over joyed with the donation.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Seo returned to her room and placed her equipment away in many of the chests and wardrobes the guild had supplied for their members and after a short, yet relaxing time in the on site bath houses made her way towards the grand library to try and find out if there was more information about the automaton. It took over an hour to at least find one book that addressed automatons of the past and even that was little help. After an hour or two more searching there seemed to be nothing of worth to help her in understand and with that she departed back to the guild. <br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Takeshi unloaded his equipment into his room keeping his pistol at his side and moving towards the notice board which at this time in the day was a little space of contracts but with some persuasion on a guild member he managed to get a contract from them as the job required a group of four and guild member was only part of a duo. The task was much closer this time. In fact, it was in the outskirts of the city at an abandoned manner. It would appear a griffon had taken interest in nesting at the her and the former occupants of the house wanted it out.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Risti made a quick retreat to one of the expensive bath houses in the city and let the hours pass in comfort and relaxation. With a few extra gold palmed to the owner of the house she was undisturbed until night was starting to arrive. Back in her room she spent the night under candle light reading a book detailing heroes of old and a little later that night started to read poetry about said heroes bedroom activities. <br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Two days had passed from returning back to the guild and word had reached Jora and the rest of the group, minus Takeshi that their next missions was within the city to deal with a griffon. Jora, in a black shirt with gold trim, baggy trousers and silk scarf made out a multitude of colour. "So friends here we are again. New day and new problem. Nothing new in the way of gear the guild can provide but..." Jora pulled out glass vial with some clear liquid within it. "..I, your lovely patron have procured some Griffon essence to keep your lovely selves undetected by the creatures senses. Dab that on and you won't smell like a dirty two legged walker. That's not me saying that but coming from a Griffons perspective. Got it? Good."</tt></strong></span></span></div>