It was kind of weird to be part of a guild again, but also kind of comforting, Tal decided as he poked around the armory of the Adventurer's Guild. He wasn't usually much of a team player, and he wasn't always the best at following someone else's directions, but it was still nice to belong somewhere. And while the Adventurer's might fight the occasional monster, the guild wasn't focused around hunting and killing. As tough as he liked to act, the courier was actually kind of relieved that they'd be doing more in the way of exploring and trying new things.
It was still weird as hail that he felt like one of the handful of adults in the Guild, though. Since when was he the responsible one? He could barely take care of himself and his dragon!
In the midst of his musing he came across an axe hanging on the wall. His thoughtful scowl lightened to something almost bright as he reached for it and took it down, finding the heft and balance of it with a few careful practice swings. "Been awhile, huh..." he murmured to himself, voice almost fond. He was too distracted by his nostalgia to realize that he was no longer alone in the room as he put the weapon slowly through its paces, feeling the muscle memory returning with every cut and twist of the axe in his hands.
Edmund
It was still weird as hail that he felt like one of the handful of adults in the Guild, though. Since when was he the responsible one? He could barely take care of himself and his dragon!
In the midst of his musing he came across an axe hanging on the wall. His thoughtful scowl lightened to something almost bright as he reached for it and took it down, finding the heft and balance of it with a few careful practice swings. "Been awhile, huh..." he murmured to himself, voice almost fond. He was too distracted by his nostalgia to realize that he was no longer alone in the room as he put the weapon slowly through its paces, feeling the muscle memory returning with every cut and twist of the axe in his hands.
Edmund
