Narrator

It was a bustling day among the kingdom of Lurra. Not too sunny, not too cloudy. It's a perfect day for a kid to go on a bike ride, a bike ride that lasts till the streetlights come on just in time for dinner. Though the town was awake and alert, a certain person was not.

The two boys make it to the guild's building. The stairs to the building are massive, which leads to an equally massive building. Everything made of quartz, white like a blinding light. This was just one of four guilds that take up the corners of Lurra, each with a distinctly designed banner with a specific color scheme.

The friends continue towards their goal, and make it to their destination. The room has a sizable line, with at least 20 people in it. The man they saw earlier is a few places up. They take their place in line.