//I've added more to the chapter so make sure to scroll down and take a look. Next chapter will be out in a bit
"Jak....Yanda?" Akino asked, struggling to regain her composure. She hurriedly picked up her clipboard and began rifling through the numerous pages pinned beneath the metallic clamp. Her dark green eyes constantly flicked from the papers to the small youth, still thrown off by how suddenly he had appeared. "How old are you exactly?"
"Recently turned ten," Jak answered without missing a beat. "A few weeks ago."
"Uh huh," Akino said as she finally located the name near the back of the stack. She gave it a thorough read, scanning over the boys filled in information before finally looking back at the youth. "I see you've already payed the registration fee so there isn't any problem. However I'm legally obligated to remind you, someone whose younger than the set age, of the guidelines before you join the others."
"Sure." Jak replied happily. As someone who hadn't even been sure on whether or not he had made it on time, this was a welcome event as he leaned against the marble countertop. This would give him time to relax and get fully immersed into the atmosphere of the impending challenge before him.
Akino cleared her throat, readjusting her glasses as she flipped to another page on the clipboard. Though having been thrown off at the youths sudden arrival, it was clear that she had managed to regain some semblance of professionalism as she began reading a section from the paper she had turned to.
"By signing this form and paying the designated fees, you have agreed to the following terms and conditions." Akino paused and looked over at Jak, of whom was still paying the utmost attention. "The WGC will not be held accountable for any injury, loss of life, or crushed hopes and dreams the recipient may receive during the proceeding exams. Support type mages will be situated throughout the Exam areas should serious and perhaps fatal injuries befall the recipient, however loss of life HAS happened and should be taken into consideration before participating in the exam."
(("Crushed dreams?")) Jak mentally questioned as Akino continued reciting everything aloud. (("Guess the WGC has a sense of humor."))
"The WGC holds the right to fail the examinee if there is plausible cause to do so which will result in immediate expulsion from the Guild hall (i.e Cheating, murder, disorderly conduct, etc). Use of items or anything not provided by the WGC will be counted as cheating and a breach of the signed agreement which will result in immediate expulsion. Tampering with any of the equipment handed by the guild will fall into the same category and will have the same result."
Akino continued in the same manner for the next five or so minutes, listing various legal guidelines and conditions that Jak needed to hear. Many of the things explained to him were things he had already read or overheard from other adventurers such as Hadok, a close family friend of Jaks, and Jugo, a retired Rift Hunter who worked at a local pub. Very little was new to him and the things that did happen to be new for him didn't really come as a surprise as the Elven woman continued to spew various pieces of information from the clipboard clutched in her hands.
"Lastly, we have to go over the three main components within the Trials...but that can be explained in conjunction with the other examinees." Akino set down the stack of papers onto the countertop before gently nudging Flora, of whom still had her head buried in the crook of her elbow. "You can go and stand over with the rest of the newcomers. I'll be over there shortly."
Jak gave a small smile and a quick nod. "Can do."
After standing the same spot for what felt like forever, listening to the long speech about the legalities of the trials, Jak was excited as he spun around on his heels, taking a quick survey of the WGC's enormous front room. Due to the surrounding circumstances, him having been almost late, time had been of the essence and had prevented the redhead from getting an adequate portrayal of the Guild Halls interior. Now that the obligatory meeting with the WGC receptionists had been fulfilled, he could freely take everything in as he wandered towards the large group of newbies, most of whom had been staring daggers at him from the moment they had noticed him appear before the countertop.

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FantasyA young man sets out to build the strongest guild in existence, crimson blade held close to hip. Scars littered his body, each one telling it's own story as he walked forward alone, rejecting companionship, desiring only strength. Weighed down by h...