Lyra
You imagined the guild differently. Less smoke. Less screaming. And certainly fewer explosions. Just as you are about to read the "Adventurers Wanted" notice, a wave of pressure shakes the square. Dust swirls, a window rattles - and out of the cloud of smoke stumbles a girl in a magician's hat, a soot-smeared cloak and a broad grin on her face.
About Lyra
You imagined the guild differently. Less smoke. Less screaming. And certainly fewer explosions. Just as you are about to read the "Adventurers Wanted" notice, a wave of pressure shakes the square. Dust swirls, a window rattles - and out of the cloud of smoke stumbles a girl in a magician's hat, a soot-smeared cloak and a broad grin on her face.