The next morning, the group woke up with little incidents through the night. Shaa had, as always, elected to sleep on the ground. A habit he had developed as a child during on the Sunset Plains of Kings Valley. In those days amongst the horseman tribes, things like beds were nearly unheard of. It was fine though, he had always felt more at home close to the earth. During the night, he had heard a couple of errant sounds near the camp. Whatever or whomever they were, wisely kept their distance.

The big Minotaur stands up slowly and stretches his aching muscles towards the dawning of the light. He took a quick sniff of the air, taking in the scents of the new morning. Shifting a bit in place, he lets a low humming reverberate in his massive chest like an engine starting to hum. He looks towards the cart for any sign of his tiny companions. Not seeing anything yet outright, he decides to stay quiet for the moment. He assumed that the strange tiny creatures slept but he wondered what they dreamed of. Do story book characters have dreams? Are their nightmares full of bookworms and neglect? Or was that a bit too morose and dark for the tiny trio plus one? 

Feeling a bit useless, he restokes the embers in the waning fire. A low grumble erupts from his three stomachs and another task becomes immediately obvious. Shaa sits on a rotting log and wiggles his fingers like a master craftsman at his trade. Focusing on the earth, Shaa casts a small spell off to the side of the dancing flames. Nothing is apparent at first but then several vines suddenly burst out of the crust of the ground. The vines turn in and around each other. As they grow larger, they start to sprout all sorts of fruits and vegetables spontaneously. When there is enough, he stops pouring magic into the vine, pulling a large purple fruit from the vine. He takes a deep sniff, picking up floral and citrus notes. He was getting pretty good at this. Too bad he couldn’t grow a bakery. He is about to take a large bite when he catches some movement by the cart.

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Create Food
Flame Breath

Goody woke up first, as was usually the case when Goody didn't go to bed late, and found the three of them each snuggling on their dollhouse beds. Demony must've carried them in and tucked them in bed, which made for a fuzzy-feeling Goody-plush. Goody hopped down the dollhouse onto a landing platform, then hopped down again to the wagon floor. Hmm. Demony seemed to be out and about on its own again. Goody was slightly saddened since they wanted to give Demony an appreciation hug, but oh well. They had meals to make.

Goody hopped over to the bag contained the torn bread loaf that Demony had been stuffed in, and got to work cutting it down into size with their bread knife. Once that was done, Goody lined them up on a metal tray and slid that into their stone oven, then covered the opening. Goody didn't like the oven much; what if the wagon caught fire!? It was immensely useful though, so Goody begrudgingly makes use of it regularly for their baking needs. Once that was done, Goody stuffed firewood into the opening and wound their friction-causing fire-making contraption to light up their fuel source.

Star woke up next, and found Goody nibbling away at bread rusks in the corner while the smell of baked bread wafted in the air. Following the two's daily nuzzling, Star would join Goody in breakfast.

Chili woke up last, and would immediately rush out of the wagon upon picking up the scent of non-bread foods. Star and Goody followed Chili out in a panic, their arms still clutching their bread rusks.
"Good morning Mr. Shaa," Star and Goody waved hi at their Minotaur friend, then Star prodded Chili. "Chili-plush!"
"Oh, good morning food- I mean, Mr. Shaa," Chili flubbed their greeting like the hopeless food lover they were.

Demony was lying flat at the top of the wagon, its silhouettes suggesting sheer boredom at the events unfolding in front of it. Normally, nighttime would have been its favourite hours since the Beanies would be fast asleep and it would be free to go rampaging (or well, simply scare fellow travellers with its imposing presence), but it had the feeling the Minotaur would have stepped up to stop it if it tried anything funny, so it just laid atop the wagon and kind of shut down its consciousness until morning came. It was another mystery for itself; Demony does not know sleep in the sense that the Beanies did and so it never felt 'rested', whatever that was.

Good morning. I made some nice fruits and veggies for breakfast, help yourselves. Shaa motions over to the other food sitting in a neat pile. He takes a large bite out of the fruit in his hand, making a loud crunch as he does. The fruit has a grainy texture, the bright juices trickling down his throat. He moves his hoof a bit around the dirt as he considers today’s itinerary. 

Ok so, as soon as you guys finish eating, we should be on our way. If we leave soon, we should be able to make it to the guild by this afternoon. Assuming your cart can move at a…He had missed it. Hey, how does your cart move? Shaa always traveled light, depending on the road to provide for him. He definitely never considered using a cart. A bull man pulling a cart? It was practically a joke that write itself. He stands up and walks over to the cart to get a closer look in the light. He runs his finger along one of the wheels and feels the smooth surface. He sees the shadowy one and could swear it was mean mugging him for some reason.

Watch it buddy. Me stuffing you in a roll was me being nice. You keep giving me attitude and we will get a chance to figure out how bendy you truly are. He puts two fingers in front of his eyes then points at Demony, indicating that he’s watching the shadow creature. Looking back at the others, he asks. You guys ready to go?

"Food!!" Chili proceeded to fetch a basket from inside the wagon and stuff as many types of fruit and vegetables they could find in it.
"Chili-plush!" Another day, another instance of Star being annoyed at Chili's lack of etiquette.
"Thank you, Mr. Shaa, but Goody and Star cannot have fruits or vegetables," Goody commented sadly as they took another nibble at their bread rusk.
"So Chili will eat them in the place of Star and Goody!" Chili continued their harvest without an ounce of shame.

Upon hearing the question from Shaa, the Beanies looked at each other with awkward expressions showing in their eyes and flapped ears.
"Uhh we... forgot to consider the logistics of moving the wagon when we bought it," Star brought a paw to their eyes in shame.
"It was a bargain," Goody placed their paws over their ears, pressing them forward.
"Also we've rigged it so that if anything much heavier than us four gets on it, the wheels and the wagon immediately lock in place." Chili pointed at the base of the wagon which hid a number of stilts that would shoot out once their pressure sensor was activated, which would prevent the wheels from moving and forcibly ground the wagon through tilted metallic stakes that would thrust into the ground, its claws extending when the pressure inevitably reverts to normal from the would-be-thieves descending from the wagon to check on what is keeping them from their thievery. Said stakes were stabbed into the ground, suggesting that there have already been attempts indeed.
"So it's probably faster for Mr. Shaa to just carry us there," Star flapped their ears backwards with their eyes forming smiles. Goody and Chili looked at Shaa with large, hopeful eyes as well.

Demony internally seethed at the Beanies' luck. It couldn't believe these unbearably saccharine dolts were already making fast friends with someone of Shaa's power level, with political authority to boot. The worst part? It can do absolutely nothing except lay low and be non-hostile for the time being while having to stay awake throughout this whole charade.

Chili helped themselves to some of the fruits and vegetables, taking note of their qualities to consider how these could be cooked and made even more delicious. Soon, all three Beanies were done with their meal and they went back into the wagon to unload the basket and turn off the oven.

"""Ready!""" The Beanies then brought themselves to Shaa's feet, hopping upwards with their arms raised. It seemed that they were serious about being carried there rather than using their wagon.

Shaa looks at the tiny creatures incredulously. Let me get this straight. You bought a large cart without any way of actually moving the cart. Parked it here outside the city with all the rogues and highwaymen and such. Then rigged it to really really not move if someone tried to actually move it? While he sort of understood the thought process behind it, they had neglected to consider something. If they ran afoul of a particularly industrious thief, which there were plenty of, they could disable their little gizmo pretty easily. But the more likely scenario was that they would simply steal everything in the cart and burn it down out of spite for inconveniencing their theft. He could only imagine what a mob of frustrated goblins would do. 

Ummm we had better take it with us just to be safe. Go ahead and hop on inside the cart and find something to hold on to. We are going to make it to the guild a bit faster today than a leisurely walk. It wasn’t that Shaa minded carrying them per se. The truth was he would probably barely notice the additional weight. But the idea of leaving the cart out in the open with their book rubbed his good sense wrong. He would just need to get a little creative is all. It was a good thing he had breakfast this morning.

Walking off to the side of the cart a bit, Shaa pulls out a strange coat out of his Bag of the Infinite. The coat is long with white fur fringes, large pockets and velvety to the touch. It has a sense of being extremely old but in very good shape. Indeed, it was something…. Magical. Throwing on the coat, Shaa gets a small whiff of cookies and campfire. He didn’t typically wear a lot of clothes but this was a welcome exception. Settling in to the coats power, Shaa triggers one of its functions and grows an additional 3 feet tall until he is now 10 feet and a bit. He stretches his arms and neck, a couple loud pops can be heard as he moves around.

Taking a deep breath, he starts pulling energy from the ground around him, forcing it into his already massive frame. When he tops out, Shaa quadruples in size, now standing more than 40 feet high. Checking to be sure the little creatures are secure, he picks up the entire cart from off the ground like it was a toy. Careful not to jostle the group too much, he starts making very large strides towards the Martial Academy.

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Coat of the Red Rogue
Bag of the Infinite 
Spell- Giant Growth

"Yep!" Chili responded cheerfully. "Trying to find fire-resistant coating was a pain though."
"Not that there's anything worth stealing in the wagon anyway." Star chimed in.
"If someone wanted to steal furniture then they probably need it more than we do," Goody squeaked empathically.

"If Mr. Shaa says so," The Beanies nodded and went inside the wagon to find the Beanie-sized climbing gear they've made for their renovation needs previously and then went to the driver's seat area, which had rings carved on the chair rest to keep them secure as they latched their makeshift carabiners on them and buckled up. Demony was not about to skip this spectacle either, so it carried itself to the front of the wagon and laid to the side of the Beanies.

The Beanies were struck with a sense of familiarity as they watched Shaa pull out a red coat from a bag much smaller than the coat itself. They knew it as a fourth-dimensional space which allowed them to carry things much bigger than themselves and it served as convenient literary devices for how they could access practically any tool they needed when they needed it. They had unfortunately lost access to such conveniences when they came to in Charon, but it's not like they couldn't live without them. Those spaces weren't always accessible, after all, and they knew well how to survive without it. The Beanies wondered if they wanted to ask about the bag - they were certain it was something quite rare given its sheer utility in contrast to what they've seen of Charon thus far, and maybe it was some out-of-place artifact that they shouldn't be learning about.

Then the Beanies witnessed Shaa going from hulking, to giant, to ginormous, and wondered if that was even legal given the sheer amount of seismic activity he was undoubtedly going to cause in this excursion. Oh well. Mr. Captain of the Fighter's Guild has already made his choice anyway, so the only appropriate thing for the Beanies to do was to enjoy the ride, really.

"Wheeeeee!" Chili shouted excitedly with their eyes squinted in the shapes of inwards-pointing arrows.
"Oooooooh!" "Waaaaahh!" Star and Goody were taking in the sights outside Sol City as they too enjoyed the ride, paying little mind to whatever bumpiness was had since they were so petite that bumpiness was guaranteed regardless of mode of transport anyway. Demony's brain was occupied with whatever sorcery Shaa had applied on himself to grow into such gigantic proportions, and wondered if it, too, had the capacity to reach disaster-level sizes.

The destination was soon in sight, and the Beanies were all staring in unbridled excitement about what new experiences this place would provide them.

The road stayed clear as the now mammoth fighter strode, cart in hand, towards the guild hall. Shaa was pretty sure that road was probably a lot busier but people and bandits alike saw him coming from a distance and decided to keep out of his way. He had lots of ways to travel quickly when he wanted but giant stepping was one of the fastest and most direct methods. Very little paperwork or tools when people run away screaming. As he was fairly well known at this point, he didn’t catch many issues around here except the occasional snipe from the mages guild. “ Abuse of power blah blah” “ Danger to the community yada yada” Bunch of dorks with their robes on too tight.

Soon enough, the famed martial academy came into view. Shaa angles towards the back of the academy into some lower areas that actually housed the Fighters Guild as a subsection. Technically they were two separate organizations but they were so interlinked, most people couldn’t tell the difference. One could be in the academy and not be in the guild and vice versa. He finds a large tree by the entrance and places the cart gently underneath it. 

It had been a long day. He finally lets go of the earth power he had been holding on to and finds himself shrinking down, down down to a more reasonable size. Once he is back down, he removes the large red coat and stores it back into his bag. He feels a bit shorter than normal for some weird reason but shrugs it off to the ails of rapid size change. A good nights sleep should work out any kinks.

Normal size Shaa walks over to the cart and taps on the side. Little fluff, little fluff, let me in. Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin. Was that how it went? Shaa figured creatures in a story book should know the classic fairytales like “ The three blind Gnolls” or “ Agh, there’s a Dragon in the dell” or “Baa Baa Green Woolful” Then again the nomads who raised him where sadistic and mostly illiterate so it was hard to tell how many of his stories were legitimate. You all ok? We are here.

The Beanies felt an uncomfortable thud as the wagon settled on firm ground, sending them flying up for a short instant. Landings were consistently the worst part of any ride, and this was no different here. Then they heard, um, what even was that? Some tasteless rhyme appropriate for the people of this realm? It was quickly followed by a question to them, so whatever thoughts that went into the rhyme were swiftly redirected into a response.
"We're fine!" Star hollered after checking on Goody and Chili, as well as Demony, who was no more excited since it meant the Minotaur would be having his eyes on it yet again. The Beanies then unbuckled themselves from the chair rest and stored their climbing gear harness back to where it was before hopping out the back of the wagon to reconvene with Shaa. Demony descended from the front instead, the contrarian that it was.

"That was fun!" Chili raised their arms high.
"Thanks Mr. Shaa!" Goody bowed and looked around at their surroundings. "So this is the Fighter's Guild?" Goody was about to begin walking absent-mindedly before Star quickly grabbed their paw to stop them.
"Star-plush is curious about the... bag?" Star looked up at Shaa quizzically. "Mr. Shaa, you seem a little smaller than you were before." Goody and Chili looked up and down at Shaa as well and nodded in agreement.

Shaa looks at Goody and chuckles. Well, technically this is outside the guild. We are going to go in there and I can see what we have in the way of jobs for you all. Now keep in mind that you are guests. Stick with me and no wandering around and you will be fine. The people who work here are a little rough around the edges. Don’t want to end up as target practice. Hehehe. He tries to laugh it off as a joke but is partly serious.

Before heading in, he fields some of the questions. Smaller? Yeah, just a bit. When I change size multiple times like that, it’s pretty hard on my body. So sometimes returning back to regular size takes a little time so it’s not so stressful. He wiggles his fingers in front of them magically. Magic secrets..wooooo.. Laughing a bit, he considers the other question a bit more thoughtfully. Removing his bag of the infinite from his belt, he bends down and holds it out to them for closer examination. Oh, so my bag caught your eye did it? Actually, something like this would be really handy for beings ..like yourselves. Much easier to haul things around. 

Unfortunately, he couldn’t tell them exactly where he got the bag from. Mostly because it was an item obtained through extra legal activities. I would tell you where I got from but…that shop is kind of a specialty shop. It’s not open all the time. And they are kind of picky about their clients. He felt a little awkward about being cagey but he didn’t owe these guys anything so he would get over it pretty quickly. Ok you all ready to go?

He waves for the group to follow him through the large wooden doors that led into the guild hall. The guard was sleeping soundly at his desk in the front. In all fairness, very few people just strode into the guild unannounced so it wasn’t exactly an exciting job but still, it didn’t exactly make them look good. He kicks the guards boots off the desk and the guard jolts awake. The guard gets an annoyed look on his face until he sees who kicked him. Flustered, he stands up quickly. Sir! Shaa looks at the guard incredulously. Having a nice nap are we? Actually yes. There were these two elves and….I mean no, of course not sir. You don’t have to call me sir, that’s weird. What about Captain? Better than Sir but just Shaa is fine. Yes Captain Shaa sir, very good. The Minotaur shakes his head and points to his guests. I’m getting some jobs for these guys, I’ll be back later. The guard looks at the tiny creatures then back at Shaa dubiously. Not the dangerous ones….obviously. I think I saw one for Woolful shearing. Not bad, but they may be a bit small for that. There is that lady who lost a displacer beast. If they found it, it would probably eat them. The guard shrugs. It’s fine, we are headed to the lists. K boss. Shaa. K boss man Shaa. Ugh.

Star gripped Goody's paw even more firmly at the words 'no wandering around', and Goody blushed slightly in embarrassment. The main reason Star will never walk ahead of Goody is because they have no sense of direction so once they're invariably distracted, finding Goody again could take hours.
"""Okay~.""" The Beanies nodded to show they've understood Mr. Shaa's instructions.

The Beanies' minds wandered off to how finicky magic seemed with Shaa serving as a living demonstration of how things could possibly go wrong. The Beanies may not look the part, but they're actually surprisingly scientifically inclined. Woe to the Beanies that science is extremely expensive here, especially in a world where magic is commonplace.
"""Ohhhhhhh...""" The Beanies would react in deliberate surprise in response to Shaa's playful finger-wiggling.
"Oh, we know. Used to have something similar to that bag in our story. Lost them when we came to Charon though." Star rubbed their wings, looking a little sad that it is now entirely decorative, and Goody touched their hat too in disappointment. Chili simply slumped their arms, since their version of it was an external item. The Beanies felt just a tad bit more dejected when they wouldn't get more pertinent information about the bag, but oh well. They had a Fighter's Club to tour around in!

The Beanies looked at each other, and at Demony standing behind Shaa, then did synchronised salutes. """Ready!""" The four followed Shaa, and the Beanies waved hi and let out an energetic, non-judgmental """Hello!""" at the guard when the Captain gestured at them. Demony wished it could eat the guard's clearly negatively-charged emotions. These accursed Beanies are too perky to provide consistently delectable cuisines.

Anyway, the four followed Shaa to "the lists", whatever that was.

As they walked toward the main hall, Shaa shortened his stride a bit to make sure that they could keep up. As they went, he pointed out various historical items and artifacts that lined the hallways. As Shaa took stock of them all, they mostly consisted of broken weapons and dead animal parts which, made a lot of sense. Turning down a long hallway, they note an obscenely large fang that was newish, mounted on the wall. Shaa stops in front of the fang and points at it.

Ok, ok, this one is good because I basically paid for it myself. He motions them to sit on a simple nearby bench for the story. Right, so it was about 2 years ago. I was coming back and bringing some new recruits at the time. Gerhart and Zarius. Both friggen green around the gills but eager, ya know? He looks at them and figures theat these guys are probably much like his friends back then. The comparison makes him nostalgic and causes him to pause the story for a moment in thought. Gerhart and become a loyal friend and fierce fighter since then. Zarius …. He missed the simpler times. Shaking head of the memories, he continues. Where was I? Right greenies.

Shaa clears his throat and starts slow pacing the length of the giant fang. So we just got here but found out really quick that some “rogue” members of the mages guild were attacking us? Can you even imagine the stupidity? I mean it’s like going into an owlbear dean and slapping it the face with a steak. Shaa detects what he feels is confusion from the 4. Owlbear? Looks like you guys but giant and with the head of an owl? No? It was dumb, just trust me. Anyway.

So all of the guildees split up and take various parts of the guild. Now we are fighting these guys but, little did we know, there was another bunch of them….IN THE FRIGGEN BASEMENT! I know right? Sneaky bastards. The leaders had gone down and their master plant was to summon a Giant Spire Viper right in the middle of the guild hall. But the idiots messed it up, shocker, and it went wild and started wrecking everything. Shaa makes several frantic gestures imitating things getting wrecked. Chaos man, head like …l well look at the fang! That’s just the fang! It was big. 

So it’s all wrecking everything and I get it to follow me up to the roof. Little did the stupid snake know that we have a ballista upstairs. The only problem is that the ballista has a big kick back so it’s normally bolted to the ground, pointed outward. But the viper, of course, was INSIDE.  So I had to unbolt the ballista so when the beast came upstairs, I shot it, right in its stupid face. Bam! Dead. Shaa scratches his head and shifts in his hooves a bit. Only problem was because I unbolted the ballista, and fired it, it kind of wrecked the wall and broke falling off. I spent a year nearly broke paying for the wall and a new ballista. Which, was really unfair because I friggen saved everyone but the powers that be didn’t see it that way. Anyway, we were broke so we ended up eating the snake for like 4 months and they put the fang up for me. I mean, they did after fixing the wall. It was really big…. Come on, let’s keep going.

The Beanies shifted their eyes from one wonder to another in unbridled awe and stopped as Shaa did when he gestured at a obscenely oversized fang that would probably have skewered the Beanies into an unrecognizable pulp if it connected.

"""Storytime!""" The Beanies chanted happily as soon as they understood what the flow would be and listened intently, sitting on the bench adorably. Demony was wishing they weren't as genuine as they seemed so it could feel less disgusted by their sheer wholesomeness. The items and artifacts were interesting though, shame it wouldn't have any opportunity to nick any of them, not with the bloody leader of the place keeping a wary eye on it at all times.

Neither the Beanies nor Demony had any idea what an owlbear was indeed, and the Beanies collectively tilted their heads in confusion, coming up with weird images as they heard Shaa's description and agreed that yes, it was probably dumb, though they could imagine someone out there liking it.

The Beanies were most definitely glad they were not there to witness whatever carnage the Giant Spire Viper wrought if it had these ludicrously huge fangs. They'd be pancaked in 3 seconds flat. Or worse. They'd also wince emphatically at Shaa having to pay for all the damages caused despite his heroics and each raise one of their paws to mimic a patting movement, as though suggesting 'There, there.'
"Mr. Shaa ate the snake?" Chili was an expert in making one wonder if they were even listening to anything else since 90% of the time they would only talk about food, even if tangentially.

The Beanies then hopped off the bench and continued following Shaa, with Demony following closely behind.

Shaa shakes his head in embarrassment. No no , I said WE were broke. The entire guild was eating snake, like a lot of it, for four months. I was just, you know…..more broke than everyone else because I had negative money. It’s fine though. No it wasn’t, I had to eat a snake empanada. One of the guildees walked by and stuck out his tounge. You don’t exactly look like your’e starving Dathan. Do you know how many cafes have Spire Vioer on the menu? No one. Not one. There is a reason for that. Blah blah blah. Because of me, you were eating Spire Viper and not the other way around. I’m still waiting for the Thank You. I flushed that down with the empanada. Yada yada. Mehhhhhh.

The two exchange some colorful hand gestures and Dathan continues down the hall. Don’t mind him. He’ s just salty because one of those stupid mages took a finger. He likes to blame everyone in the universe other than himself. Don’t get me wrong, I’d be mad too but I’d blame the stupid mages, I wouldn’t take it out on everyone else. Guess we all have those kinds of friends. Shaa shoots a stern glance at Demony. He may be busy playing tour guide but he was still keeping a close watch on the shadowy creature.

Hey I had a question for you guys that has been bugging me. When we were back at the tavern, only one of you really seemed to eat much. He points at Chili. What exactly do the rest of you eat?

"Chili wanted to try snake..." Chili was now feeling dejected, paying little mind to the complaints Dathan had about its horrible taste.
Demony was deeply annoyed as it heard that directed remark. It would prefer not to have existed at all if it meant being dependent on this trio of sickeningly sweet half-wits for survival, thank you very much.

"Star-plush and Goody-plush can only eat confections. Generally means breads and candy," Star remarked with their ears flapped frontwards, visibly sad at their dietary limitations, and Goody's ears did the same as well.
"Something about our bodies being incompatible with the water content of most foods, if Goody recall correctly." Goody continued, then added, "Chili special. Chili can eat anything."
"Chi-li!" Chili puffed up their chest at being referred to as special, though it was momentarily marred by memories of being stuck in a laboratory cell and forced to eat for the sake of research, rather than any real desire to consume and savour food. What was that? Chili no remember anything about a lab.
"Demony lives off us Beanies' emotions. No, really." Star stated in regards to Demony.
"It apparently can't subsist off anyone else's emotions," Goody looked at it as the words came out.
"Which means it's pretty much stuck with us," Chili ended with their arms, nodding sagely.

Shaa is a bit shocked but not that shocked. Wait wait. Let me get this straight. You guys eat candy. Chilli beans here eats whatever and Mr Shadow parasite over here FEEEDS on your emotions. Like a freaking baby Fear Incarnate? Just so you know, in this not normal in this world. Usually the kind of thing reserved for vampires, Narcoblixes and other beings that feed on the essence of the living. Shaa had a very bad relationship with a particular vampire and the association put a sour taste in his mouth.

Look. I know you guys are from the same book and everything. But this Shaa points his meaty finger in a sweeping direction between them. This thing you have..it not right. It’s going to come to a head. I’m sorry, you just met me and that sounds super judgmental. I don’t mean to be but. He can tell that he is getting worked up. He takes a deep breath and centers himself. I won’t tell you guys what to do. But I want to be really clear. If you ever feel that you are in danger. You can come here, and I will handle it for you. He pauses a moment as he doesn’t feel like he’s making sense. Look. Things like this are users. It feels like it needs you now but what happens on the day he doesn’t? This is a big world. What if it figures out a spell, a magical item, a deal with another creature of the dark? There are a lot of options. Users use until what they use become useless. Don’t let it get the chance. Shaa stares at Demony. I see you shade. I see you.

Shaa motions for the group to keep moving. Soon they reach the Guild Hall. A large open room with a high ceiling and banners on the wall. The room is full of long wooden tables and benches that could easily hold a large group of people. At the back of the room are a series of boards with several pages attached. He motions the 4 to follow him to the boards.