"Anyway, this place isn't actually part of the Bracer Guild, is it? Have you seen a young man named Joshua by any chance? He's about as tall as me, thin muscly build, dark hair, and amber eyes." But yes, I'm pretty new here, and by 'pretty new' I mean 'woke up here 10 minutes ago without a clue how I got here'," Estelle said. "You didn't have to phrase it that way, you know. "And we don't have a receptionist here either, just instructors volunteering their time to impart some sorely needed wisdom for some extra pieces of gold." Resting his mace on his shoulder, he peered at her with his single eye. We simply come and go as we wish," he replied. "New meat for the grinder, huh? Not sure what you mean by 'register'. "I'd like to register with the Guild here." "Excuse me, is there a receptionist or someone I can talk to?" Estelle asked him, raising her voice to be heard above the din. Estelle decided to talk to the nearest person, a heavy-set one-eyed man wearing full plate mail and wielding a heavy mace and shield. The entire setup reminded Estelle of those dojos Zin always talked about. Instead of the intimately familiar set up of a receptionist's desk and notice boards full of requests, the main floor was simply a wide-open space filled with sweating warriors of various calibres battling an army of training dummies. She flung the door open and looked around inside. Hey, that building kind of looks like a Guild Branch!Įstelle immediately took off towards the Guild, noticing that the symbol above the door was two crossed swords behind a shield rather than the Bracer Guild's supporting gauntlet. Okay, this village doesn't seem that big, Estelle thought as she looked around for a good place to start searching. Save for a select few structures that seemed to serve as public spaces or military barracks, most buildings were in varying stages of disrepair. Unlike the inhabitants of her home town of Rolent, the citizens seemed to be suffering from some kind of perpetual lethargy and melancholy. She pushed open the sanitarium's heavy wooden doors and found herself in a small village covered by what seemed like an eternal twilight, haunted by a foreboding sense of impending doom. As expected, Estelle was given a clean bill of health and was allowed to go free. "All right, just get it over with," Estelle said impatiently as she followed the nun towards an examination room. "And I'm afraid no one with that description has ever passed through the sanitarium." "You were found unconscious near the Hamlet's entrance, so we still need to give you a formal diagnosis before you can sign yourself out," the nun said. "Anyway, have you seen a young man around? He's got a head full of dark hair, amber eyes, and usually wears a white jacket and dark pants." "Heal? But I'm perfectly fine!" Estelle objected. "Please stop disturbing the patients and make your way back to your quarters. "Excuse me, young lady, but you are making a racket," a nun said as she walked towards Estelle. "Joshua?" Estelle screamed at the top of her lungs as she shoulder-checked the door to her room and ran into the hallway. I was fighting a huge horde of devils with…oh no… Where am I? Last thing I remember, I was in those weird ruins, Estelle wondered as she changed back into her regular outfit of thigh-high hiking boots, compression shorts and tank top, finger-less gloves, and a white-and-orange dress. The room was small and spartan, with the only furniture present being the bed she was in, the chair, a dresser, and a simple wooden desk. Her trusty Bo staff and backpack full of various supplies were resting against one of the walls. She threw off the blanket and saw that she was wearing pajamas made from particularly coarse cotton threads instead of the outfit she usually wore for Bracer work, which was folded in a neat pile on a chair beside the bed. "Estelle, grab the artifact! I'll cut us a way out of here!"Įstelle Bright shot up, gasping for air.
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