Guild Tales: Wings and Bones
The Guild clerk woke the next day, dazed and confused, flagon in her outstretched hand. She managed to clamber her way to the top of the counter from the floor and looked out into the guild hall, as empty as she remembered the night before. She smirked with a satisfied look, contempt with not having to deal with anyone, when she vaguely recalled two figures she had spoken to briefly. Remembering that they came in looking to take part in a quest, she looked over the counter to the Guild Forms box and saw the key from the rooms laying atop several papers. Reaching over, she grabbed everything in the box, threw the key onto the counter behind her. She began reading through the papers.
