what will you do when the vultures come for you, run and hide?
With the guild in it's first stages, Aisha had been constantly on the move. Still living in the barracks meant a lot of back and forth, even if the inn wasn't too far from the grounds. She'd begin her day with the Shields, and spend afternoons with the guild, plotting or simply checking in with her charge.
Today though she finally felt certain enough that the guild hall would stand without her. People could come and go, ask for help, for resources, for a friendly conversation, and she didn't need to be there to greet them all. Her companions would be able to find what they needed without the Guildmaster there to support them, she'd be back for more conference soon. It was a day to relax into more playful antics, which of course involved swordplay, a couple drinks, and time set aside to pester the general.
She found him in his usual haunt, but rather than engaged in combat or observing his soldiers, he was executing grunt work across the grounds. He'd undoubtedly noticed her presence, as keen as he was, but she was content to watch him move with an air of amusement.
Today though she finally felt certain enough that the guild hall would stand without her. People could come and go, ask for help, for resources, for a friendly conversation, and she didn't need to be there to greet them all. Her companions would be able to find what they needed without the Guildmaster there to support them, she'd be back for more conference soon. It was a day to relax into more playful antics, which of course involved swordplay, a couple drinks, and time set aside to pester the general.
She found him in his usual haunt, but rather than engaged in combat or observing his soldiers, he was executing grunt work across the grounds. He'd undoubtedly noticed her presence, as keen as he was, but she was content to watch him move with an air of amusement.
AISHA
