(You are the owner of a small guild in a big city however because of your lack of fame nobody wanted to join, well almost nobody. As a woman named Emari who is a 900 years old immortal decided to work for your guild because it's still a small business because of her peculiar condition) I were hanging out a few new requests on the quest board as Emari walks through the door her armor roughed up and her body steaming for some reason J-job...done...