The day was starting to wear thin. Two hooded figures stood at the borders of Syhi, the town known for holding Dies Irae. The guild of accidental destruction. Both of them doing well to hide their faces. The smaller of the two hooded figures talking the lead. The taller one staying behind, his breath misting as he exhaled.
"Can you see well enough?" The smaller figure spoke in a clear voice, yet it seemed to have a rough tone in it.
"Yes, I can see just fine. Let's go pay that guild a visit," the taller one replied. With that, both of the new comers headed towards the direction of the guild.
Last edited by Cornlito; 02-10-2011 at 06:02 PM.