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Puer simply walked in the hall, maintaining his usual persona of "not talking a lot" and "being slightly awkward" combined with a dash of "what's going on anyways". It was what he usually (always) did in places like this, especially when he wasn't with anyone else. The rest of his team, for one reason or another, had been occupied. Lia, William and Laura were with Albus. Sam and ASAR were flat out unwilling, especially after the last event had them trudging through snow...

And who knew what Tolin and Serrin were doing. Tolin was... busy, now. Constantly. Even more so than before. And with his evolution Serrin... changed a lot. He was a little difficult to talk to now.

So, the Rhyhorn came on his own.



Pluto stepped into the hallway, pausing for a moment as he entered to inspect the crowd and catch his breath. Mercutio was at the front of the crowd, the clear "leader" of the moment. Pluto wasn't... terribly fond of that fact. Lucy, at the least, should be there. But with Solaris busy shedding incompetence and himself sick, if Lucy was incapable of venturing off for whatever reason it would fall to whoever was appointed by those best in the know. Mercutio wouldn't have been his first choice, but hopefully his relationship with Alfred had rubbed a bit of tact and strategy onto him.

The breath returning to his winded body, he moved up towards Mercutio and sat down near him. His voice was gruff, and very clearly tired as if his work as guildmaster-replacement had been extremely taxing as of late. "I won't be coming." He said this matter-of-factly, as if there was no chance for it to change. "But you're not moving in without a plan. Explain the situation to me as thoroughly as possible for now." Although the old man still received his reports, his tired mind had difficult recalling each detail. A refresher would be for the best.

Crown and Chronicler were looking over the shop, Morana and Incultyr were camped out at the edge of the city waiting for Morana's dad to return from his mission, leaving the two young members of Team Polaris.

Neither of them could read, but they got another helpful guildmember to explain the note, so they knew enough to come down to the Main hall at the appointed time. Both were kind of nervous, bad stuff usually happens when it involves Nico.




Atra was once again forced to answer by Lilium. He came into the room on Sherman's back, who slowly walked into the hall on all four legs, his wings tucked tightly against his side and his tail swaying back and forth behind him. Atra sat on his back, almost the same size as the tiny Salamence.



Cecil's been staying at the guild, and so as usual he showed up for the alarm! Now the Role-player will finish dinner and come back.

Team Cupric arrived to the main hall rather late; there were some delays involving Celsus and fragile objects.

Anyway, they heard Mercutio speaking as they came in. Oliver looked at Celsus. Their only Fire-type was Chuck. No one in Team Cupric would survive long in the heat.

They'd rely on Celsus to keep them in the air.

Era arrived on the scene just in time to catch Mercutio and Pluto's message, Sereni following slightly nervously behind her. They had waited for a few minutes after the bell had rung to see if Ethfael would return, but Era had finally decided they would just have to go on their own. "Era," Sereni whispered to her, "What's happening?"

Era turned to the Lanturn and smiled, happy to enlighten her new teammate. "Every once in a while an alarm bell will ring and summon all the members of the guild together. Mostly it just involves following instructions and fighting something or another, but it's our job to come if we ever hear it." Noting the alarmed look on Sereni's face, Era tried to cheer her up, "Don't worry, I'm sure we'll be fine." Truthfully though, Era was having doubts herself. It made her nervous to go out on a mission like this without Ethfael by her side, but she would just have to be strong without him. "It will be fine," she repeated, both for herself and for Sereni. "Together as a guild, we can pull through. I believe it."

Puer stared at the circle of light. Why did so many things involve teleportation and glowing circles of light? Why? Was there some kind of general dislike for land travel? Couldn't they just walk there, like they always had?

Needless to say, the Rhyhorn was not the fondest of "psychic mumbo-jumbo." He recognized it as real and, indeed, very powerful. However, that did little to dispel his dislike of things like instantaneous transport. It was a fine method for others to travel, but he liked to keep his feet on the ground.

Regardless, he stepped into the circle.