the guild hall was filled with throwing cups, some already broken, across the hall, meanwhile, some of the more experienced mages and wizards where downstairs in the record room, but not dabi, dabi was an unrecognized mage, who could slay a whole army with his unbearable flames, and his marks tell the tale, he covered his face from the blinding orange glow of the star that shines at day, as he looked over the quests for this week, Dabi:”god damn it.. how am I gonna pay rent with this..”