The Main Square of Alne is proud to receive the first Recruitment Fair! Are you still playing solo, or new to the game? Don't know what guild to join? Don't know what they have to offer even? Come and meet personally with the guilds so you can make a better decision!
Recruitment Fair is an initiative of the Hamelin Guild, the Nero Idol Reika will also be part of the event.
(The scene is open for Guilds to recruit, and for players to peruse the various guilds)
With the events in Ezzo over with, there's been a wave of confusion going over people. Reality is setting in everyone that this is not a temporary thing, or at least will last much longer than anticipated. Many avoided depression by plunging into activities of all sorts, such as quests or finding their old friends. Others are climbing out of their funk, but still lost as to where to go.
That's where the Guilds come in. It's been noticed that a large number of players are still not part of any guild, and that's what the event is looking into bringing. With many guilds comes as many playstyles and goals, bringing them together will allow the players to peruse them, and join the one that seems the most promising for their needs and desires.
One of them here, is of course Hamelin, who drove in the idea and worked to get it setup. And at the forefront of it, their star recruiter Reika, the long haired Nero Idol.
On a makeshift stage, she climbs up and starts calling out to the crowd "Welcome everyone, thank you for joining! Please remain calm and take your time to go through each of the booths here. And of course, make sure to stop by Hamelin as well~" She winks to the people gathered, playfully.
Not only the fighting guilds are present, but also the Merchant and Trading guilds, setting up shop to sell off a few wares while at all. Unfortunately, still no good tasting food around.
She likely heard about this recruiting event from Reika, having promised the girl to at least stop by and consider Hamelin after their encounter in a duty recently. She looks up towards the stage at the welcome being given, then lifts a mug of what appears to be steaming liquid to her mouth and sips. It's keeping her fingers warm on this chilly day, but it tastes like nothing.
She sighs at it, then starts wandering past a couple of small guild booths. She doesn't seem to give them much of her attention at all, moving towards where the larger crowds seem to hang around the bigger name groups.
"Looking to learn the ropes?! Want to get involved with events? Do you enjoy crafting? We got people who can help you learn! Crescent Moon is looking for more!"
TWIRL! SPIN! BLUE CLOAK FLOURISH. RED HAIR SWISH.
Nevarri performs her signature 'I'm Watching You!' Emote, as she sticks her tongue out.
"I'm Nevarri! Your Explorer's Guide to Yamato, and we're at Silver Sword want to expand our horizons in this New World! We're all in this together for the long haul, and you can contribute to the community! We'll be exploring the lands, searching for resources and dungeons, to find gold and gear so you can perform at the top of your game!"
"Hey four-eyes, join Silver Sword!"
"Hey beardo, join Silver Sword!"
For some reason he hasn't really had any luck at recruiting people yet.
"C'mon, if you join Silver Sword, we'll let you fight stuff!" This is why he usually works alone. Why did he join a guild again? Oh yeah so he could fight William. Where is William anyway? He owes him a fight still.
Misa Takayama makes her way through the various stalls that have been set up for the recruitment fair. In her hand is a clipboard. Occasionally she stops, looking intently at a stall and then jotting down a note with her quill.
Misa is not here to recruit. At least, not strictly. She's leaving that up to the actual members of the various guilds in the Scale Emblem Alliance. Her purpose here is more to manage and observe the guilds she is responsible for. And also check out what the other alliances are up to. As well as those not involved with an alliance, with consideration of folding them in.
For the above reason, Misa makes her way over to see what the Hamelin guild has set up.
There's a shooting range, with simple bows prepared, and a target at a long distance away. It almost feels like a carnival game, were it not for the fact that the targets are shaped like straw Goblins.
He doesn't announce what this is all about. He doesn't call out to make himself known. He lets his sheer presence do this very task, with one hand on the table that supports the bows and quivers, looking out on the crowds, casting a posture that says: 'Lets see if you are good'.
It felt more alive that way. More... real...
Mizuki is at the... guild fair? Not to change sides but to see how the other guilds present themselves... and also get a sense of what allianceless guilds are out there and what place they have in this world.
She can't help but shout back as she passes Kayden, "Scale Emblem will let you fight stuff too!"
She stops by the shooting range to give it a shot, but she hasn't done archery since one time at summer camp over a decade ago.
"Have crossbows not been invented in this world?"
Plant Hwyaden does not have a large and imposing presence at the 'guild fair'. There isn't much organization, here; it's just kind of an event that's been springboarded by word of mouth and the power of an Idol. As a result, there is no big fancy booth, no flashy displays, and no attention-grabbing proclamations of their greatness... at least, not yet.
Att Syne, you see, is here to check out the competition and see which way the wind is blowing. He's changed out his armor and tabard for a black tunic decorated in silver and his favored crimson shoulder cape. He's manning their contribution to this whole thing, which appears to be a rectangular folding table and a chair to match. Two poles have been stuck into the ground on either side, bearing a banner with 'PLANT HWYADEN' in a stylish font raised over the top of the tiny display.
The contents of the table are threefold: first, a fruit bowl. It's full of fruit. It looks delicious. Second, a piece of paper marked like a sign-up sheet. It has no names written on it. Third and least relevantly, a chess board in some kind of dark wood, with a scattering of black and white stone pieces on and near it. Att is currently seated in the chair he brought with a small, faintly luminescent chisel, apparently working on another piece as some form of idle animation.
"What a mess," he sighs. "But still..."
The man then offers her a quiver. "Rather than the amount of shots, you have thirty seconds to get the Goblin in the head." He explains to her. "Before he reaches your team-mates, and harasses your weaker back line."
While this probably would have proved a rather great opportunity to try and recruit for his own guild he would be found on the opposite side of the booths as a spectator.
For the most part he was really just seeing what the current situation was in regards to those joining guilds. Who were the kinds of players that had held off on doing it? What guild seemed to be the most popular to those people? How hard were certain guilds promoting themselves? These were all things that gave information in and of themselves. Though there was a single guild in particular that does catches his attention from the make-shift stage. "Hmmm...?" The bespectacled Enchanter found his stuff noticing the crowd begin to accumulate near it and started to hobble just outside of it, yet close enough to hear the idol upon the stage. "Hamelin...I think I recall that they were a big part of the set-up...Were they part of any of the Round Table Alliance groups?" He finds himself mumbling those words to himself as he racks his brain trying to recall some of the smaller guilds that made up the alliances. Who even were these guys again?
Alne - Main Square
The Divine Dragons have sharply dressed individuals calling out to the crowd, expounding on the trade and crafting connection that are possible from withing their guild. The Odysseia Knights have a few strong individuals who seem to be much more reserved but are explaining in detail what they are about to those who approach. And then there is the Aincrad Liberation Front, with a small squad of soldiers in matching uniforms doing coordinated drills to try draw attention.
Behind it all there were some smaller more private booths where more detailed discussions could take place, pretty much interviews. The guilds of the alliance were recruiting, but it didn't mean they were just taking anyone.
Zorin was at the front booth for the Aincrad Liberation Front, occasionally calling out. "Work towards your freedom! We have the resources, provide the training, and have a plan! Join the Aincrad Liberation Front today!"
A smile, before she bounces back away. "Silver Sword! All you need is an adventurous spirit and the willingness to fight, and you can help us all overcome any challenges!"
The other is wearing a headband that is has an eye symbol carved on a metal plate on his forehead, and hat covering most of his hair save for a few bangs peeking out of the small opening, where only his eyes are seen through. He clearly seen too many ninja animes.
The mage one greets the newbies, and answers the questions "Hamelin is a progress based guild, with a gentle hand for the new comers. We are seeking to... nurture the new players into the game, all while moving through the various raids. As we don't know of the conditions of this world, we figured the best thing to do is challenge what it throws at us and see what happens."
He sounds a bit grandstanding. The ninja looking one hands out pamphlets meanwhile, which has a crude drawing of Reika. Maybe the guild doesn't have artists on hand to do a better job, but the information is there.
Shiroe might remember that the names of the two are Shredder (80s cartoon gfan maybe?) and Smoking Lightning (someone thought it sounded cool at least). They were not part of the round table, but the name floated around even before the apocalypse. Can't remember for what deeds thought.
Meanwhile, Shredder looks to Mikage and Misa "Are you interested? We offer lodging at our guild hall of course, much more comfortable than a tent outside, and much cheaper than the inn." He would grin, but its' under the mask.
And so when news of the recruitment fair reached her, Miyako took the opportunity to head into town to check things out. And at least there's music, even if the food is still as bad as it has been for the past week.
Walking about the fringes of the crowd, she's been checking out the smaller guilds, looking over what they have to present, and then walking on, towards the louder, larger guilds. Being a small fish in a big pond appeals, at the moment.
"No. They weren't there."
Misa wanders up next to Shiroe, having headed over to examine the Hamelin offerings too. She turns her head to look at Enchanter, admitting, "It's strange to see you here. Given your past declining of our invitations to join D.D.D., I suspected you weren't a fan of guilds."
Misa returns her attention to the Hamelin guild representatives, watching as theu try to appeal to some newbies. It's all fairly generic guild recruitment stuff. Though as one of them questions Misa about her interest in join, Misa hmphs, "You'll need to offer far more than that to tempt me."
Still, she'll head that way after keeping her promise. So, Miki heads in the direction of Reika and the Hamelin booth. Along the way, she spots Shiruba up in the rooftops and raises a hand in greeting. If she weren't actively /trying/ to find a guild, she'd be up there too. The close press of people is uncomfortable.
She nudges past a few people who are randomly just talking amongst themseles, then tries to get Reika's attention, with a wave. "So... I'm here as promised." Then, of course, Shredder has her attention. She takes one of the pamphlets, looking it over. She is clearly not swayed by the artwork. "Just checking out my options and keeping my word." She explains, tapping the pamphlet, "I don't really need the babysitting you seem to be offering. But I guess newbie guilds are good for those who want that sort of thing."
It's not hard to hear the shouting from Kaydon's direction, and she can't help but peek over at the Silver Sword's group.
Mizuki nervously scoffs, "Can't I just use magic for this?" But, gamer pride won't let her turn down this challenge, so she takes the bow and quiver, does a few practice draws to get a feel for it, then nods. "Ready."
She's not great but not terrible either, for her first time using a bow in over a decade.
She looks up at Shiruba and just sighs, "I know, right?"
She then hops over to the next wandering Adventurer, "Silver Sword! A prominent raiding guild pre-apocaylpse! They have prestige and the talent to take the world on! You can help!"
"Silver Sword is here to help you, the people who are stuck here, to deal with, you know, being stuck here." He says, "We're fighting monsters, and helping the Landers out with their problems. Surely you've noticed there's a lot more problems for them as of late!"
Just as he's about to wait for the response though he sees that the two from Hamelin make their way to Misa, trying to advertise to her of all people. As she flat out denies them he finds himself sending a message her way.
<<You weren't kidding. I would imagine anyone in the Alliance would be familiar with you at this point. Still, these two ringing any bells for you at all? I recognize the names but not the guild.>>
"And - time. The Goblin reached your party." He explains patiently, before glancing up as he hears the voices of Shiroe and Misa a but further away... and decides to leave them be.
She continues on, pausing to adjust the instrument-bag slung over her back so as not to bump into people - and pauses again to see what Hamelin has to say. Once again, she passes on -- not a newbie, not interested. "Enh. So far, big waste of time. If they had decent festival-food this'd be worth it..."
The Villain is here, Att notes. He eyes Shiroe and Misa from not too far off, then looks back to his carving. Small motions. He has to be careful, or he'll cut himself. He wonders how much damage it'll actually do? Something to figure out by accident this time, he thinks.
A low-level adventurer in extremely generic armor wanders up. "Plant... Hwee- Huh-why- Hh-"
"Hwyaden," Att says. "Nobody gets it right the first time. It's fine."
"Oh, cool. Cool. So uh..." The adventurer looks down at the list. He points at it. "Your sign-up sheet is upside-down?"
"I know," Att says, staring at him. "I get to pick who gets on it." The newbie edges backwards after a couple sustained seconds of figurative eye-fire, and then moves along towards Hamelin instead.
Att shakes his head and removes a sliver from the stone in his hand.
"We look into... fostering their talents and skills of course, use them in the best way for the end goal of victory." Again with the thoughtful pauses, trying to find the best word. If some of the players present are not persuaded too easily though, many players in the crowd seem interested by the prospect. They aren't a merchant or trader guild, Hamelin still considers this to be mainly a game for all intents, and what's a game without challenging the raid. They don't seem to be discouraged by those leaving though.
Smoking Lightning seems a bit more aggressive in his offers than Shredder, eyes practically burning with what one might consider passion "Yes, noobs are the future of the guild and the game, they need to be utilized with all they are worth." Shredder elbows him "Not noobs, new players." He leans in to tell him lowly "Don't ruin this dude, you know what I mean." Smoking Lightning hehs and scratches his head "Right right, you'll be... well taken cared for in Hamelin!"
"You don't have to stay forever you can learn ropes from us and once you get a foundation you can choose to remain or see where your sword will take you!"
Wynfei finally made it, he was a little busy with a few quests but now here he is in Alne for the Guild Fair. Wynefei walks through the area as he hears all of the announcements are going on about the different guilds and who they should join.
Then, she seems to make a hasty escape. She drains the last of her drink, reluctantly, hooks the small metal cup onto her belt, and looks again at the badly drawn artwork. "Whole lot of nope." Once out of line of sight of the Hamelin booth, she crunches the paper in her hand and uses a low level fire spell to be rid of it. Poof.
She seems to avoid the Scalem Emblem area of recruiting, though she does seem to look in their direction briefly, as if scanning for someone amongst the crowd. Not spotting whomever it is she is looking for, she can't help but be drawn to the somewhat eccentric group around the Silver Sword area. So, Miki approaches.
"Good to see some familiar faces around here. The crowds are a bit much, but... I guess I get it. The guild with the most members has the most resources at hand." She dusts a bit of ash off of her hand that is left over from nuking the pamphlet.
Alne - Main Square
"It's sort of like a festilval here.."
Mizuki gets bunnyglomped! She hugs Wis back, and spots some people reflexively making the menu motions for the screenshot feature that doesn't work anymore. Being told to take advantage of attention at the fair for the Knights pops back into her head, and she flashes a peace sign and a forced smile. "Join the Odysseia Knights!"
She nods, somberly, at William Massachusetts assessment. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to get in some more archery practice..."
She returns the bow and quiver, shaking William's hand if he allows, then walks with Wis back to the Knights' booth.
She spots Att over at the Plant Welshname booth and gives him an acknowledging nod but perhaps now isn't the time to talk. Then again, maybe he's bored... But if Wis is about to try the archery, she also wants to see how that goes.
Mizuki makes some small talk with Wis as she switches to her piratey-looking armor set, since the hat and cloak are probably a bit more eyecatching than her town armor. "Haven't seen you in awhile... feeling better now?
Misa continues to watch the Hamelin recruiters. Though when Shiroe brings up Krusty, Misa says, "He mentioned that he had forgotten something in the guild hall and had to go back to get it." Pause. "Of course, with our guild hall having been on the fourth floor of Aincrad, that's a little difficult right now..." She sighs quietly.
Anyway, as for herself being behind the booth, "I delegated the recruitment efforts to some of the guild members in each guild. I'm well aware that I'm not the charismatic type." That's usually Krtusy's job, after all.
Having seen enough of Hamelin's offerings, Misa turns to move away. Though as she gets the message from Shiroe, she simply replies and says, not bothering to be quiet, "I don't recognize the names. Not anyone who's been fighting in the tower frequently, or raiding before the Apocalypse."
Misa heads over towards the Silver Sword group next. Looking over them she makes a few notes, before stopping near William Massachusetts and nodding to him in greeting, "William. How goes the recruitment?"
He reaches down to the knife that's burried in the table and pulls it out, before he hmms faintly and carves something into the table. It's a...Rough aproximation of the Silver Sword logo. He's not an artist, okay?
He then looks up, in the midst of this maintenance, as Misa approaches. "The recruitment fares well. Certainly, we do not have the numbers of the Aincrad Liberation folk - but we're getting some pretty excited people on board." He explains. "It seems our exploration of the dungeons outside of the tower attracts a remarkable amount of interest." He explains to her.
"I imagine you are having no lack of people trying to join your Guild?" The man politely adds, trying to do that whole 'smalltalk' thing, while bearing that typical 'look' of his.
She then pauses, and leans down a bit as if to look around, and even under the table. "Did you bring your fuzzy friend with you?"
Shredder and Smoking Lightning are pretty much the Laurel and Hardy of this venture, sometimes spending more time jabbing each other than actually doing the recruitment. But they still are managing to bring in the new members, a good part thanks to Reika's work.
There is one member missing at Hamelin though, and it's the actual leader. None of those present here have the guild leader tag on their profile, simply listed as members.
Att responds to Mizuki's nod with the upwards head-jerk of recognition. He rocks back in his chair, holding up the chess piece he's working on to catch the light, squinting at the detail. It's coming along. It's actually sort of relaxing, Att finds, compared to the endless grinding he's otherwise doing. When he needs a break from the game he's apparently stuck in, that's when you know things have kind of gone to crap.
He plants his chair's feet, then stands up. Att flips over the sign-up sheet he's got and writes something on the back, then pins it to the edge of the table like a sign. It reads, simply, 'OUT TO LUNCH'. He collects his pieces, grabs an apple, and starts across the makeshift fairgrounds in the general direction of the archery demo(?).
She does end up pausing at the Plant Whatsit booth, eyeing the upside-down signup sheet as the Faceless Mook(tm) turns to stomp away. "So," she starts to ask as she approaches, then the 'out to lunch' sign goes up. "Well, okay, frak you too," she mutters and moves on towards the apparently-too-popular archery thingamabob. Maybe there'll be someone more interesting there.
As she starts to take the lead to move away from the stage Shiroe does the same, "So they're not part of the raiding groups from before the Apocalypse but they're promoting themselves as a raid guild...?" And with that thought he finds himself stopping in his tracks. He didn't know what but it felt off...The kinda off like the food in this world. "Misa, I'll catch up with you later, I'm gonna stay here for a bit and -Ufff"
He had started to turn around to walk back towards the stage but just as he calls back to Misa he finds himself bumping into another person. He had clearly not been paying attention to where he was walking when he shouted back to Misa, but at the same time...This person had apparently decided to pause in the middle of the bustling crowd to adjust what looked like a bag of some sort, "Ah...Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. You alright?"
"At least it feels honest." Miki admits. When Shiruba hops down, the Were Fang offers a smile. "Hey. You're part of this group, too?" At the question of her pet, a hand is lifted from her coat, pointing back up towards the rooftops. "Surprised you didn't spot him lurking around. He hates crowds more than I do. He's been hanging around up there since we came into Alne."
Sure enough, on a nearby rooftop, there is a white lynx. He seems to be just laying there, people watching, though now and again when someone comes by with food in their hands, he seems to watch them more-so than the others. Even if she thinks it tastes horrible, the lynx is still very food motivated.
"I'm not really sure what I'm looking for in a guild, to be honest." She admits, "My old guild was just a few people, enough to form a decent party. But they had work or family stuff for New Years and well... here we are." She shrugs, "I've been running the smaller dungeons mostly. With most of you guys, it seems."
The arrow lodges itself in the 'eye' of the goblin. "See Mizuki-chi, Zanshin! It's what you need." she says happily holding the bow out to William "Thanks that was fun!" She says smiling brightly, showing off that maw full of razor triangles all stacked in haphazardly.
Then turns her head to look towards the rooftops. Well there he is. "I wasn't exactly looking for him at that time, so he must be really good at keeping out of sight."
When Wisteria then manages to nail the Goblin in the eye with her own bow, the man gives her a very respectful nod. "If you are looking for a Guild that might be a home to you. The Silver Sword could always use another good bow-woman." He remarks to her, though he imagines she may already be spoken for, on a guild-level.
It could simply be that Hamelin weren't amongst the top tier raiders that Misa and D.D.D. were likely to encounter. Though Misa doesn't say as much as Shiroe gets distracted by someone else, unconcerned about leaving him behind.
Instead Misa briefly converses with William, nodding along with words, before saying at the end, "Actually, not as many as you might expect. It seems that opinions on the more serious matters about our situation are as split in the playerbase as they were in the round table meeting."
Misa watches as Wisteria takes up the bow and fires off a well placed shot. As William proceeds to try and recruit her, Misa nods along in agreement, "She would indeed be a welcomed fighter in any guild." Is that a hint of a smirk tugging at the end of Misa's mouth?
"Sorry," Att calls over his shoulder to the muttering Miyako. "Bad timing. Come back later, if you want, or bother me somewhere else." He keeps on a-walkin'.
Att ends up being in the small audience for the bow-testing. He claps politely at the precise hit. Too bad that doesn't actually do more damage to a goblin, he thinks. "Is that what you're doing?" he asks William. "Putting people to the test for entry?" He tilts his head, making a mildly impressed face, idly tossing his apple up and down in his hand. "Not bad. It's got a little bit of a carnival vibe to it, though, don't you think?"
Nevarri blinks a bit when she hears the arrival of Mikage, and smiles brightly. "Ahh, Mikage! Haven't seen you insome time!" She hops over and grins, "Well, I know it's kind of impersonal to be joining up a bigger guild after all that's happened, but since we're all stuck here together, it's better to work together as best as we can, and really in a guild is probably better due to resources and all."
She finds herself shooting a glare on reflex at the direction of the Scale Emblem guilds and sighs a little as she shakes her little bias out, "All the same, if you're more inclined to help solve problems by venturing out into the New World, you could go with Silver Sword."
There is a bit of a distraction that catches her attention some ways away, spying Miyako running into Shiroe and such. Eyebrow raise.
Mizuki watches the arrow go into the goblin's eye. "Wow! Were you in archery club?" She goes to give the caerbannog a congratulatory hug, although when William suggests changing guilds she gives him a glare. "We're fighting to get out of here."
She steps back as Wis poses some ideas. "Misa suggested the loot thing, but a fighting competition would certainly be flashy... Asking around who wants to go home might get us a more targeted selection of people who want to join Scale Emblem, though..."
She spots Att approaching and waves. "Hey. I went out to the Marina and back, how've you been?"
He passes Gwen one of the bows made available, and then looks back to Wisteria. "They must be proud to have you in their ranks." He notes to the bunny-lady.
At Att's comment about the carnival vibe, William moves back to the table, picks up another bow and quiver, and offers them out to Att. The Pooka isn't a very talkative kind of person.
She ends up passing it off to another guildmate as she now looks over to the archery stall? She seems pretty interested and will start to saunter her way over with a bit of girn. She will wait till any of The Silver Sword's possible recruits are finished their goes at this.
"Looks like things are going well for the Silver Sword. Intending on going back after the tower or hunting for new dungeons no one knows anything about? I might as well give this a shot if no one objects?"
Regardles of the name he still tries to help her to her feet if she lets him before speaking up again, "Ah, again, sorry about that. Still...Do I know you perhaps?" He gives the girl a look over trying to recall her name, 'Miyako' also seemed to ring a bell, but frankly the face didn't this time. Though at the very least the way she seemed so eager to call him out made it seem like she was familiar with him somehow.
Alne - Main Square
At Nevarri's greeting, she gives a smile. "It has been. Though it looks like you've kept yourself busy." There is some respect in that. "Honestly, after everything, a larger guild sounds like the best idea." She follows Nevarri's glare towards Scale Emblem, but her own expression is more curious than anything else. "I figure that the bigger groups will have more ability to hold resources, promote exploration, that sort of thing." She seems thoughtful as she looks back to the Silver Sword folks, "I mean, didn't our floating benefactor in the sky mention something about a Twilight something or other? Sounded to me like there more tasks set to us than just the tower."
She thumbs in the direction of William, then. "So... who's the Pooka with the bows?"
From the side, it seems Shredder is also appreciating the results here. It was a good idea to bring the Idol into this. She clearly had little experience, so she'd follow directives thinking that it's normal procedure.
Without Reika though... they have very little traction it seems. Shredder and Smoking Lightning are more often than not arguing with each other on the usage of certain words, yet both sound as shade as the other when it's their turn to talk. They certainly don't look like veteran raiders either.
Nevarri quickly nods, "Yeah, something like that... Though who knows with that guy..." She doesn't really trust Mr. Floaty Man one lick, so she shrugs, "We'll figure it out eventually."
She looks back over her shoulder to the Pooka Archer and grins, "That's William Massachussett's, our Guildmaster. Kind of a big deal."
She sits back and scratches the back of her head, "I guess if William didn't convince me, I'd probably still be running around without a guild too... But I want to explore this world the best I can, and if Silver Sword can help me do that, then I'm all in."
Att raises an eyebrow, shrugs, and takes the bow. He handles and fires it more like an English longbow: straight arm, twisted elbow, nock, draw, gently release. It's fairly smooth, and reasonably quick. His focus and his aim intends for a body shot. He takes two, just to be sure.
"Maybe you should hand out giant stuffed animals," he suggests, smiling. "Or setup a pinata. Simulate the loot dropping experience, you know?" Att offers the bow back.
He jerks his head at Mizuki again, this time in short-ranged greeting. "Up to my neck in artes and crafts," Att replies with a hint of a sigh. "I thought I was nearly done with the grind, but this has just set us all back to square one. At least I don't have the work week between me and max-level crafting anymore. How's the whole..." He gestures vaguely at her with one hand. "...thing, treating you?"
The male then carefully takes Att Syne's bow and quiver back from him, and continues to inspect it for any integrity loss.
Alne - Main Square
There were quite a few adventurers here -- it was a successful event. Even a few enterprising traders had setup on booths on the fringes to try take advantage of the crowds. Many of these seemed to cater to newbie equipment. Fitting enough.
Still at the ALF booth Zorin alternated from trying to draw attention and discussing details with interested adventurers. After some time of this another ALF soldier came and tapped on his arm, letting him know that his shift was over.
While pulling out a canteen of water from his inventory and taking a long drink Zorin headed back to a sectioned off area for SEA members assisting with the fair to have a break and relax.
Mizaki tilts her head at Att's ideas. "Like a gacha game? That's an interesting idea for making money or interest but I'm not sure it's a way to recruit skilled guild members."
She looks slightly awkward at the gesture. "Not bad. I mean, we're all adapting to... different lives, but... I'm making some new friends here in Yamato" she pats Wisteria's back, "and learning about the workings of the world, with a side of caravan guarding and spider extermination. There's lots to do!" She smiles, though still with a hint of awkwardness at what's unspoken.
"I used to main a stealth archer dirtbag build in the offline version," Att asides to William, a little more seriously. "The physics model wasn't great at rendering targets at long distances, so I got pretty good at short-range rapid-fire until I just modded it in." He nods. "Thanks for the invite. I'm happy with my own guild right now, but give me a call if you're short on bodies for large-scale battles. It'd be a treat to work with someone with Silver Sword's standards."
The unspoken thing definitely makes it awkward. Att shrugs lightly. "Well, that's all you can do, right? Long as you're... y'know, keeping it together." He makes a motion like a hat-tip towards Wisteria, despite his lack of hat. "Watch each other's backs. It's kinda rough out there."
Att immediately misses his piles and piles of levels and gear even more.
"Hmmph, well, I wouldn't believe all the rumors you hear on the forums about me. Still it's nice to meet you in person. I'd wish it was a bit under better circumstances but you get what I mean. Still, I hope you didn't come out all this way just to spot me where you?"
"Yeah we had to sideline a lot of our event plans with everything that's happened. Helping day one players not to mention levelling all of us back up again." She'll take the bow now and start to line up a shot as she does so. She's not much for bows but she's had some experience and she tracks the goblin, for a moment holding the bow right at least then lets a shot fly.
As long as you're... y'know, keeping it together. "Ha!" Mizuki gives a short, sharp nervous laugh. "Well, I mean, it's a trying time for all of us." Wait, that doesn't exactly help. "I'm fine. Sure, sometimes I worry about what's really going on or what effect being part cat has on someone over the long term, but that's the new normal! We're still saving landers, working on improving our builds, and making progress on understanding this world so we can find our way out, day to day. You know?"
Att mirrors the gestures, accepting the friend request and inclining his head in something like a respectful nod. "Great. I look forward to working with you, William Massachusetts." He'll save his question about the name for another time.
He turns back to Mizuki and her attached bunny compadre, giving the former a long, assessing stare. "Make sure you take some time for yourself, too," he says seriously. "This is a pretty messed-up situation. What was an outlet for stress turning into your life... well, you might need another release valve." He idly tosses the apple he's been carrying on and off at the two of them. "Here. I'd better get back to my table before somebody takes a closer look and tries to steal it. Don't be a stranger, huh?"
Her fingers almost seem to itch, watching other people show their skills. It has that edge of nervous excitement that she's only really felt one other place. Then again... failing in front of a possible new guild would be bad, right?
Yet, "I think I'm going to go give it a try. Worst I can do is choke, big time." Miki laughs, rolling her shoulders before stepping over towards William.
"So, I heard you're the boss here. Mind if I have a try?" It's a new world, and she wants a chance to experience everything, even if flares lingering hints of anxiety.
"A goblin is approaching your flank and threatens your weaker backline." The same sell he gave Mizuki earlier. "You have thirty seconds to get it in the chest or head." As he motions to the straw thing in the distance.
Mizuki just gives Att a bit of a blank stare, not sure how to respond to that, though she does try to catch the apple while being bunnyhugged.
"Why would someone steal your table? Is it a +1 table of never-having-one-leg-get-bent-or-shorter-than-the-others?"
She grins and will return the bow as she walks off from the firing range to let someone else have a shot at it.
"Ha, that was fun!"
Mizuki is squeezed and Wis suggests an onsen trip. Awkwardness levels go back up. "Fishing? Fish /would/ be delicious... is the fishing minigame any fun here? ...I haven't fought goblins yet, but he's right, we need to find something else to do besides fighting."
"It's an experiment," Att replies, "in folding table technology. You'll see." He taps the side of his nose conspiratorally and stalks off into the crowd.
That newbie is back at the table. Att sighs inwardly and prepares to battle.
She waves a hand at the Silver Sword booth and, excitedly, crows "Besides, there's a whole new /everything/ to see!"
Closing her eyes, the Were Fang tries to focus, but the sounds of voices begin to seep into her mind. It takes her back to another place. A roaring crowd, the pressure of so many eyes. In that instant, she doesn't feel like Mikage, the Were Fang Ranger. She feels like a girl on a stage ready to do battle. And that is when the nerves get to her.
The shots hit the target, but not where instructed. Her hands have the slightest bit of a shake to them. Still, as soon as the time runs out, she lets out a breath, lets the bow droop, then offers it back out to William. "I'm better at fighting the real thing." She shrugs, then pulls her hood up over her head, an instinctive and protective motion.
"Thanks for the chance, though." She'd choked that last time, standing on that stage, and it had taught her to take failure with a smile.
She stops by Gwen's table with a smile "Hey there, had some good numbers?"
Leaving the table to the other Hamelin members... probably not a great idea, considering, but she's done her part. And they are almost are out of pamphlet anyway.
Reika has a few fans following around, still starstruck.
As she offers the bow out to William, he accepts it, but he then moves it to halt her departure. He doesn't say anything in that moment, but takes a moment to size her up. "Again." He then remarks, waiting for her to take the bow back. "You and the monster. Use a Sword Arte. Ignore the eyes on you."
Somewhat reluctantly now, she steps away from the Celebrity, approaching William Massachusetts to wait her turn for the bow.
That was a bit of a non sequitur! Sam's mind just kind of grabs onto the first thing that doesn't make sense and runs Mizuki's mouth on autopilot.
"What would a buddhist be doing on the battlefield? Aren't they pacifists? Isn't wielding a sword kind of against the whole 'accept your place in life, all pain comes from wanting things to be different' thing?" Someone took an intro to philosophies course in college.
"It could have gone better but we got a few new people so it was a decent day!"
She grins for a moment then notes.
"You haver some lost puppies following you Reika."
Yeah, he's late but he's been walking around just taking in information from all of the guilds, seeing some of the people he knows, he waves. He walks over to where Reika and Gwen, "Hello you two." he says to them.
Reika nods "That's good, we got a bunch on our side. The goal is getting players in the places that suit them best, I don't see it as a competition."
Her guildmates might have a different idea about that though.
She nods to Wynfei with a smile "Hey there, came to browse the guilds too?"
At this point he ends up walking up right beside Miyako as she takes her shots. A smile showing on his face, "Not bad, what are your classes if you don't mind me asking?" Meanwhile...It takes Shiroe a moment to even get himself positioned propoerly. Thankfully he has some idea how to set-up from watching Miyako from all people. Though rather than wait for a response, he stays silent to focus as he tries his best to aim his sights down across the way towards the 'goblin'.
As William moves to stop her from retreating, Miki turns to him and meets the man's eyes for a long moment. "This isn't a real fight. I've already taken out a real goblin ranger for the Hunter's Guild." She explains. It's a challenge, and she knows it. There is long moment where it seems like she's going to just flat out deny the offer.
"Fine. but I'm doing this my way." Miki draws out her sword rather than accepting the bow, then turns away from William. Energy flashes into the sword, causing the blade to vanish. In it's place, two arcs of magical energy form a bow with the sword hilt as the handle. She pulls one of the arrows, knocks it, draws it back to her cheek and fires.
It's all quick enough that she doesn't have time to get into that negative headspace. The instant the arrow launches, the bow vanishes back into the hilt, leaving a sword in her hand instead. The weapon is sheathed, since flashing a blade in town would likely be frowned upon. Her eyes turn back to William, then. Still flashing that fierce sort of return of his challenge. In fact, her eyes seem to shift red, the first sign of a Were Fang transformation, but she keeps it only to that brief glimpse of the monster within, then they return to their usual blue.
The man then motions his hand in the air, and Miyako suddenly sees something pop up in front of her. "If you are looking for a place to hone those skills further, the Silver Sword will teach you how to raid together with a team, and put them to good use." He explains to her.
He then turns to watch Shiroe have his hand at using the bow and arrow. There is something that is just... 'natural' about a bow. The way one aims and tries to hit the target. "Well performed." He remarks to Shiroe, before turning to Mikage.
Who decides to take her own approach to things. He takes the bow back, and nods at her, letting her use her own weapon for this. The fact that she manages to conjure up a bow through another means of Sword Art makes the man nod bemusedly. Some Adventurers really did style things their own way.
The arrow cuts over, and flies right for the Goblin strawman, slamming into center mass.
Normally, a carnival person might have gone 'Excellent shot!' or 'Amazing!'. But William continues to be very down to earth, and minimalistic in his speech. "The same offer goes to you of course. If you are looking for a place that trains for the secret dungeons out in the world, and delves into exploration - I invite you to join the Silver Swords." He remarks, as he motions his hand and sends her an invitation - much like he'd done iwth Miyako.
"Yes, I'm enjoying myself so far." he says as he eats a banana. "What about you, are you enjoying your Recruitment Fair?" he asks. "Looks like there was a huge turnout." he smiles. Rubbing the back of his head, he checks out the others as people speak with other guild leaders. "I'm still thinking on what I'm going to do as well."
Mizuki nods vaguely. She's certainly not complaining about bun hugs. She's seen her reflection, she'd want to hug herself too. The cuteness and fuzziness was intentional, she just didn't think it would become life.
There is something she's wondered, though, every time she hears William's name. She looks to the Pooka administering the archery context. "Okay, so I just have to wonder, if you don't mind my asking, where'd you get the name 'William Massachusetts' from?"
She does not ask if he has guildmates named Roger Rhode Island or Samuel Connecticut. But she's thinking it.
She steps back to let another have a go, and smiles again as she sees Shiroe there. "Me? Druid/Bard. Not much of a power build, but I wasn't looking for one. I had a blaster alt for that." She falls silent, then, and settles back to watch him shoot.
He sees Will send her the guild invite and at that point ends up adding into it a bit, "While I'm not a Silver Sword member myself, I will say that if you're the exploratory type, they do enough raids and excursions outside of Alne that you should be able to see alot of the new content from the update. But at the end of the day, if you do decide to join a guild, definitely should be one you can see yourself staying in for a long time."
Although looking at her guildmates... one can wonder if that's a good choice.
She looks over to Shiroe and thumbs up to him "Good shot~" She grins "Looks like you guys had a great turnout too."
Then she not quite panics. "Waitasec, where'd my gig-bag go? I had it just a second ago." And she set it down when she took the bow....
She glances between William and Shiroe , then nods her head. "I want to see as much as I can of this world, and you've got a few good people amongst your numbers already." She nods towards the other 'recruiters'. The offer of the guild invite has her inclining her head. "I'll think about it. Thanks for the opportunity."
The girl bows then, in a way that is very Japanese. Then, she seems ready to step out of the spotlight. It's likely that she'll take up that invite, it just may be a few hours later. It gives her a chance to consider things before jumping into a new group.
Mizuki just nods to William. Right, that's fair. She leans against Wis and puts an arm around her, though not squeezing as hard. She wonders if Massachusetts /was/ ever a last name. She can't check the internet now! Does it even matter, if the people trapped here and what they know is, in this world, the full extent of knowledge of the language and history of Earth now?
Another fan perhaps? Maybe just someone well acquainted with the board posts. "Thanks, and uh...Wouldn't say it was my turn out. But Silver Sword's recruiters definitely worked hard. Though I'm sure I could say the same for you. Bet it's not easy working a crowd. Still...Just curious but how long has Hamelin been around? I don't recall a guild like that before the update. Is it-" Just as he's about to ask though he can hear Miyako start to worry about her bag. He looks around trying to spot it as well, though the only thing he sees immediately is Mikage. He gives her a smile her way but then he's forced to look around a bit more, "It couldn't have gone too far right? Here, I'll help you look..."
She smiles "Everyone worked hard, and it shows really. Lots of players foudn new homes today." She's upbeat and positive if anything.
Seeing Shiro come over as they are speaking, "Hello." Wynfei says to the villian in glasses. He's partied with Shiroe during the first floor mission for Nureha and her Guild House. "Are you enjoying things so far?" he asks.
"Y'know, you have to wonder why anyone would decide to be a bandit when adventurers are around. Especially Landers who only have one life." Mizuki muses. Then a bit more softly, she answers, "Those all sound good. But can we talk first, in private?" She looks up at the werecaerbannog. "There's something I need to tell you."
She grins as she rejoins the group. "Thanks for helping look," she says to Shiroe, "And you too," to Wynfei. "But I found it. Was right there, just looked right past it."
Mizuki looks... slightly crestfallen at Wis losing her bubbliness. But then, people saying 'we need to talk' would make HER nervous, so. She nods to Wis, waves goodbye to the Silver Sword booth, and heads to the edge of town.