The warm gaze of the sun stared down at the stunningly beautiful town of Hargeon where people gathered together with their spouses and family, with friends and loved ones only saunter through the streets delightfully, wasting their time in idle chatter. The joy radiated brightened the atmosphere with the evading sounds of laughter and giggles that were carried along with the dancing breeze that caressed the trees as they swayed together in sync. It was truly a disgusting sight.

Adorning the wooden bench that sat in the corner of the well-known Hargeon square was a young woman, silently sitting there with a smile playing on her lips as her crimson gaze scrutinized bypassers and observed their awry smiles, like a hunter looking for it's prey. Her smile widened as the wind waltzed past, fondling the long strands of her raven shaded hair before letting it leisurely fall onto the wooden plank on which she rested her back. Her legs, clad in see-through stockings were gracefully placed, one over the other, as the hem of her skirt danced mischievously in an attempt to escape the stillness caused by her weight.

Patiently, she awaited the arrival of someone she was quite eager to meet. A rush of adrenaline passed through her as she recalled that very morning where in the sheer excitement of wanting to meet her superior, she ended up frightening a poor soul who had claimed to know the whereabouts of the members of Phantom Lord who were surprisingly, mixing well with the crowd of legal mages. It was unfortunate for the unknown man that Nora happened to overhear him, only to torment him into doing her bidding as she passed to him a letter, addressing the guild master of her new alignment, asking them to meet her in this widely open vicinity.

However, there was a likely chance that her message hadn't been passed on to the individual it was intended for, which may lead to her waiting for them for quite a while but nonetheless, she liked to keep an optimistic outlook. The unpredictability of the situation had a beauty of its own. Nora couldn't help but wonder what kind of person they must be, rather she didn't even know if they were a male or a female, but she sure was looking forward to finding out. What she was truly anticipating, however, was the level of insanity that members of the guild proclaimed to possess. Indeed it was something to apprehend, but she was simply too exuberant for the unpredictable encounter.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The constant sound of time passing simply made her scoff as the gentle winds swept past her hair. "Well, this is no fun." Alas, her suspicion had come true. The waiting had reached a point where she had reached the conclusion that she would perhaps, be waiting forever.

The evening sky was was falling into a state of slumber as a blend of hues of orange and pink gazed right back at her, droopily. Her lips extended into a small smile, letting out a tiny, humorless laugh, "So he didn't show up after all." Perhaps, she should just leave. Nora had already made a judgement of her stance and she wasn't too impressed as she sighed, "Keeping someone waiting is rather unattractive."

Hauling herself off the wooden bench, she felt a sudden rush of agony pass through her head as she let out a groan, murmuring something along the lines of 'Not again' as she found herself fading into the familiar darkness where she was more often than preferred, a resident. Her crimson irises hid behind the pale eyelids as her mind drifted away, being replaced with an aura of negativity and serenity. Reopening her, or rather, his eyes, he stood there, looking around before letting out a sigh.

Digging his hands into the pocket of her skirt, he pulled out the black leather case before opening it to reveal a pair of glasses that he settled onto the bridge of his nose. Noticing the lack of scarcity in population in the area, he let out a disgusted grunt before strolling back towards the comfort of his loneliness to skim through the books that he prefered to read.