The days were darkening earlier as the seasons turned, and the evening air held a growing hint of chill as a stoop-shouldered man ambled through the market, pulling his battered, broad-brimmed gray hat down a little further over his ears as a playful breeze teased at it. Darkened skin and hair and age lines on his face and hands helped him to blend in as just one more weathered man who worked the Outskirts with either hunting or farming, someone of no interest, who rarely came into town and wouldn't be recognized by most, if any. He greeted few with silent nods, keeping himself to himself as he found his way to the door of the Monster Hunter’s Guild and knocked briskly before entering.
”Guildmaster?” He called gruffly, peering around in search of the man who still had a guild to his name. They had things to talk about, information to exchange, and while he would have preferred to do so with Amalia present as well, she seemed stressed enough that he wanted to give her a break from the weight of the world that had come to rest on her beloved bakery. Ronin would hopefully forgive him for arriving without much chance to plan the meeting in advance, but with Zariah’s threats against his guild – well, not his guild anymore – combined with her disappearance, it seemed wise to share what he could while he could, before the noose tightened too far. He wasn't sure he trusted that she was really gone and not just biding her time... but that was something else they could hopefully talk about, if Ronin was in.
”Guildmaster?” He called gruffly, peering around in search of the man who still had a guild to his name. They had things to talk about, information to exchange, and while he would have preferred to do so with Amalia present as well, she seemed stressed enough that he wanted to give her a break from the weight of the world that had come to rest on her beloved bakery. Ronin would hopefully forgive him for arriving without much chance to plan the meeting in advance, but with Zariah’s threats against his guild – well, not his guild anymore – combined with her disappearance, it seemed wise to share what he could while he could, before the noose tightened too far. He wasn't sure he trusted that she was really gone and not just biding her time... but that was something else they could hopefully talk about, if Ronin was in.
