INZENTIA
You arrive at the guild's entry gate. Behind the gates, tall and made from resilient stone and metal, you can see life flourish. Busy people filling the streets, of what you thought would only be a small guild estate. Maybe a few houses? Possibly a marketplace? You step closer to the gate; in front of you a line of people, waiting patiently to gain entry and pass the guards. Guards? At a small guild's estate? Not so unlikely, but these people look heavily armed to you. And what was that? Did you see a giant crocodile like creature pass through the street in the distance?! You have this weird feeling that this is no ordinary guild. Neither is it as small as you have heard folks describing it, nor is it just 'another bunch of ordinary hunters'. If anything, the brown and golden hydras head staring towards the gate from afar, might have been the last push for you needed.
"It is either backing off, or coming closer, lad." You see a guard looking at you, with a book and a feather quill in his hands. Before you knew it, a long line of people had formed behind you, everyone coming from different backgrounds. And everyone was waiting for your next action, as you had passed forward step by step, unnoticed by your wandering mind and curiosity.
"You coming now, or what? Don't make everyone wait so long. Come, come. Oh- you are nervous? That is fine. Don't worry! We are not here to judge, we are just tracking who enters the guild for the recruitment program. "
[→ Enter inside the guard's station.]
