Chan noew mak mak~ [Intro]

Mhhhhhhm. There was something magical about the cold around Silver Wolf’s guild hall. It wasn’t because that Yuvon particularly liked the cold - temperate climate was more his cup of tea - but it sure brought him in the mood for warm beverages like y’know, tea! What about hot chocolate? Well, hot chocolate was more of a winter beverage, c’mon… tea was for spring. For summer… huh, that was a thought to be had another day.

What was the kraken-inspired librarian working with today? Well, he was actually building something by hand with the jewels that the deer from Sakuramori had shaken down to him back in that forest. It wasn’t exactly a Silver Wolf duty - it was actually to be a surprise for a certain guildmate of his - but he was sewing a glamorous top fit for a queen for someone. Next to his half-finished cloth, there was all the other scraps and objects that he was working with; a runic box, a map showing what looked like 3 magic circles, and a bronze figurine of a dragon’s clawed limb with three, short claws.

Knock, knock!

Despite wearing a golden mask, the eyes of the mask replicated Yuvon’s facial and cartoonish expressions. The eyes widened a little by the sound of guests, and he quickly turned his face towards the hall where the door into the guild was located.

“Oh dear… o-on my way, give me just-“

Thinking it was Kitalpha, he quickly covered the jeweled cloth with the map - usually, Silver Wolf members shared next to everything with each other, but this was a surprise gift - and he helped himself up with his antique staff and approached the door like some ancient sage despite his young age of what, 23? Once he actually got to the door, he gently grabbed the handle and opened the door to see a tanned, cute girl outside, looking like having gone through what almost every other Silver Wolf wizard had to undergo; snow and cold weather.

“… Oh, hello there!” Yuvon greeted with a clear and echoing voice, a voice that clearly belonged to an older man than what he was. He even bowed generously to the pretty guest with bunny ears and continued: “You must’ve come here to meet us, the members of Silver Wolf? You’ve certainly come to the right place.” Standing with a straight back, he rested his right hand on his chest and introduced himself:

“I hope the cold weather wasn’t scarring, my young lady. My name is Yuvon, a librarian and a humble member of Silver Wolf. But please, do enter. I see no sick intent in your amethyst eyes.”

He made space for her and even held a filled mug with green tea to thoroughly knock away the cold temperature that might still linger on her skin. Once she decided to enter or not, Yuvon would bring out the question: “So what has drawn you to our walls, milady?”

WC: 497

So… his first impressions were that she wasn’t from anywhere nearby. The way she brought her hands together like that was a sign of politeness of almost absurd height; he had just met her, and he wasn’t the landlord of this place or anything. He didn’t hold any superiority over her in the end… except maybe in wisdom and wit, but he wouldn’t bring that up. Yes, Yuvon had few things to be proud of, but it was lastly a double-edged sword and would always remind him of his heritage.

Aha! A nod to his question told it all. She was likely a wizard herself, given that most people who ventured to Silver Wolf’s guild hall did so to pursue a career as a magician. It would also take a lot of will and courage to venture through the snow and cold region, and that alone revealed perhaps some of the young lady’s character to him. Her darker, tanned skin on her face… yes, she must’ve gone through a lot to get here. Props to her.

Sadly, she shook her head to his offer with the mug. He would retreat it and and hear her voice once more, a little… she stuttered a bit. It sounded like she was going to say something else, but she braked herself. Hmh.

He would wait for her moment to answer, and finally, more words came out. Her name, Pimwadee Chakri, was definitely not a common Fiorian name… Yuvon was more convinced now that she wasn’t from around here. Which country could harbor such a sharp name, hmm? Yuvon would have to think that through.

Clapping his hands around the mug, he pressed his hands together and… tada. The mug with the tea was gone. “You’re exploring, eh? I can assure you that what you’ve heard about Silver Wolf is true,” he replied to her with the same, echoing voice from his mask - not too loud to deafen people, but still unexpected from a person right in front of you. It was mostly to let people hear his voice clearly as Yuvon wasn’t the shy type of guy. He would politely gesture her into the guild to be surrounded by the lobby’s atmosphere; not too dark, not blindingly bright, but just the right, cozy hue and nuance to call home.

“As you may have heard, Silver Wolf are quite the explorers ourselves. You will be able to find centuries of life experience within these walls,” Yuvon would begin to expose to her about the guild itself, “Y’know, to learn and better ourselves, we must know about the history around us. If you enjoy exploring, then you’ll definitely fit well here - very acceptable, yes… but that will, ultimately, be up to the Mistress of our guild or one of her Betas.”

Yuvon would stroll towards one of the low tables that held a blanket over it. Most of the guild hall’s lobby looked cozy; dark wood and granite as walls and ceiling, and the floor was covered in a dense layer of wool. The table with the blanket actually hid something under it, which was fairly visible despite Yuvon’s attempts to hide it earlier. He would plump on one of the sofas, gaze at the other sofas surrounding the table to signal Pimwadee Chakri… Pimwadee… Pim… nah, Pimwadee. No, Pimwadee sounded weird on his tongue. Pim sounded better… but then again, Pim was way too simple. He would have to do her name justice; it was likely a very meaningful name, and it definitely was a pretty one. Just like the maiden who held it, entering their guild.

“They might arrive soon in my estimation. You can have a look around the guild, though… I don’t think that they’d turn your request down,” he assured her with a smile behind his golden mask. He suddenly stuck a hand into his shirt and pulled up a notebook out of seemingly nowhere, a flame escaping from his eye sockets. “Lhuk, Lhuk, Lhuk… I’ve never stepped foot in that country before. Oh, how wonderful that’d be! I can only imagine its signatures, its fauna and geography. Tell me, Pimwadee, if you don’t mind; if I were to set foot in Lhuk for the first time, what would be the easiest to remember from there?”

Yuvon’s other hand held a pen, shaking a little in eagerness. The gold-masked Silver Wolf Mage had, truly, never set foot in Lhuk, and that fact alone made him all more eager to go with her all the way back to Lhuk if she ever planned to. Of course, he’d want to tag along and witness a whole new country, describing it in words and scrambles - whatever he knew of would be used to describe what could, ultimately and in the end, only be a fraction of its raw beauty.

WC: 809
TWC: 497 + 809 = 1306

Huh? Yuvon was now in a position where he would have to explain to Miss Chakri what the word ‘Beta’ meant. Well, he would happily explain that! He pointed up an authoritative finger and spoke through his mask: “It is, essentially, the ‘second-in-command’ wizards in the guild who are chosen by the Mistress as co-leaders and guides. It’s a term that applies to real wolves as well, and it’s also the second letter in a very special language…”

He got that said before he had taken a seat, holding his pen and hearing Pim’s description of her home country, Lhuk. Warmth was the first thing that she detailed it as, which Yuvon had gotten a hunch from given the tone of her skin. “Warmth, huh? Your skin does look like it belongs on an exotic resident,” he commented, glaring mostly at her tanned, milk-chocolate-like face, “Then again, some Icebergians have tanned skin as well, so there’s that…” He cupped his chin with his free, left hand and listened on; Lhuk was an Asiatic country, so it wasn’t from the mainland of Earthland but in a whole other continent! This world was huge and mysterious, unexplored and untouched by him… for now.

Hearing her words of encouragement brought a wide smile on his face despite the mask hiding it. The eyes on the mask did widen in surprise as a comedic effect.

He bent his head over and looked behind him as he heard Miss Arseneault’s voice greeting them. “Good to see you too, Miss,” he greeted back joyously, “Take a seat, please! Our cute guest here is wishing to join our ranks… good timing, really.” While he was talking, his hands were at work; he was writing down notes on his notebook without even looking, just grinding the tip of his pen at the paper at high speed without issue. He was even drawing a small portrait of his first meeting with a person from Lhuk; Miss Chakri herself.

WC: 329
TWC: 1306 + 329 = 1635

Oh? She hadn’t seen a wolf before, eh? Usually, those who fared these mountains aimlessly would be met by silver wolves walking graciously across the snowy precipices, but if she hadn’t seen one yet, then perhaps she had little trouble finding this place at first. She had come here with a strong purpose, and that alone brought her here… but since he was already at it, Yuvon took his time drawing a full-body portrait of a Silver Wolf - the wolf as in the creature who lived in these mountains and were the mascots and guardian spirits of the guild.

He would nod in encouragement as Pim- sorry, Miss Chakri greeted and asked Miss Arsenault by using the newly taught word ‘Beta’. Learning new things and using them right after, that was some of the greater joys in Yuvon’s life, and watching the cute girl with deep, violet hair take what she had learned today - even if it was just a single, short word - and use it… it…

His mask began secreting water through the eye holes. He was sobbing in delight, and albeit it lasting for a moment, he would treasure this moment forever. He would never allow his mind to forget what could be the beginning of a long and beautiful friendship.

“Truly so, as Miss Arsenault has told. I, for instance, happen to serve as a Scholar,” he added as he clapped his hands together and moved them away, spawning a scaffolding of papers to flip across his palms as if he was holding two portals connected to each other and with a stack of papers falling through, “I and many others - including the respected Beta right here - undergo honest work to understand, learn and optimize our excavated treasures, artifacts, tomes or techniques to constantly keep Silver Wolf enabled in their work with these. If I was to compare it to something else, then…” He dismissed the papers and slowly lifted his hand up and held his chin under his mask in deep thought, “… It would be like teaching one how to handle a venomous serpent, so that it can be taken out of your house safely, if I am honest.”

WC: 369
TWC: 1635 + 369 = 2004

As it sounded that the violet got the core principles in check as well as the position of the guild of Silver Wolf in nowadays’ political spectrum from the illustrious Beta, she would proceed to bring the logo stamp and place a mark on Pimwadee Chakri’s preferred place. Wherever she chose the mark to be, it would resonate its magical radiation and prove to the world that she was a wolf among their pack from now on. It would be the beginning of her role as a wizard under their ranks, and it would definitely be a turning point in her fascinating life.

After she would get her stamp, Yuvon rose up on his feet and nodded to Miss Arsenault. He would more than gladly show the young princess around the guild hall and its segments. “With pleasure…!” he replied joyously and with vigor vibrating in his voice echoing behind the golden mask, “Madamoiselle, rejoice, for I shall show you the locations of our headquarters’ sections - and believe me, we got all beneficial needs and services covered.” His leather-gloved hand would reach over to her and offer to help her up, an invitation to have Yuvon guide her around the guild.

Whether or not she grabbed it, he would lead her first and foremost to the dining hall which was straight to the left from the entrance to the guild. This cafeteria had quite a lot of space, and various tables dotted the floor - and oh, the aroma flowing in the air from the newly-baked bread, pies and various other dishes by the kitchen almost stunned Yuvon in delight. This was to be the violet princess’ first time here, so she definitely got to try their delicacies.

“Please, I believe that the journey to our guild has taken a toll on your reserves. How about we have a seat and refill our bellies?” he suggested to her with his arms crossed behind his back, “Simply grab a dish at the line to the kitchen and take what you desire from our exhibition of foods, drinks and sweets. As a member of Silver Wolf, it is entirely void of cost, so by all means, help yourself~”

WC: 367
TWC: 2004 + 367 = 2371