Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170721035105/@comment-5583506-20170724025626

"Hey now", Pierre said, wanting no quarrel. "The Guildmaster has never done anything like that. You know that. And even if he had, it must've been for a better reason than 'kid is the offspring of the enemy'. You know?"

Ylva waved back awkwardly at Vin. "Uh... hi..." she said, sincerely hoping that they hadn't heard anything. It was bad enough to know that her two brothers were somewhere on the academy grounds. She didn't need to add ten years of potential bullying to that list.

"This is my friend..." Jerus said.

"Ylva", she filled in.

The Guildmaster shrugged. "Preacher does as his heart tells him to, the proud fool. Though the Mold might've had a big part to play in the Great Conflict, I have been..." The Guildmaster's right eye glanced at some documents lying by the sidetable, implying that he wanted Gait to read them. "... doing some research of my own ever since."

"It certainly lives up to its charm so far", Bethany said. "I did expect the place to be more... crowded though. But I guess that they can only afford so many people at once. I know the place gets money from the Elder Council... and ever since some silly war or something a couple of years ago, they distrust people like us now."