Prompt Time

The Everdark Woods

Walking into a large marble and gilded building, with accompanying stonework of equal grandeur was Gael Cordovan, A samurai from the lands of the Orient. His long white mane calmed by a ponytail that still managed to reach his lower back. Red eyes scanned his surroundings as he was led through the courtyard and towards a heavily guarded section of the building on the heavy double wooden doors was a crest of a white raven shadowing the sun. He recognized this as the council chambers of the Witch Hunter Guild which he was apart of. The guild had several smaller and far more numerous outposts and such in other continents including his own. Here however in the city of Obsidian Falls, rested the headquarters of the guild, it laid in the very center of the city.

Now the Witch Hunter Guild was one of the most influential organizations in the world. It had deep connections to the world monarchy and the head king of the world council, Elrin Morde was known just by his history of being member in the illustrious guild. Speaking of the Elf in question, he was the first person who stood out to Gael as he entered the council chambers, he bowing as he saw the man. Elrin Morde, possessed golden like skin common among high elves. His long blonde hair and green eyes helped distinguish him from many in the council chambers in the present moment save for one other high elf with similar features who lacked the somewhat aged face of Elrin. He would soon come  to learn the younger elf was named Aldas Ferrowind an aid of Elrin. Gael who opted to not rise until Elrin himself rose and addressed him.

"Gael Cordovan, renowned witch hunter from the land of the orient, rise. We have things to discuss." Elrin said, his voice deep and commanding able to grab someone's attention well enough to hold it without aid. The man's green eyes observing Gael as he rose to stare at him he analyzing every small movement the witch hunter made. "As you know the witches and various dark magical users pose a grave threat to the world and we exist to fight that threat. As of late the current head of the Merlin family, Morgana has been killing witch hunters or corrupting them to serve her. Now some have managed to live and give us information while others  have fallen to her dark magic. Like her ancestors she is very skilled in the dark arts bordering on demonic influences. If she's amassing  warriors we must kill her or bring her under our jurisdiction. Talk to some of  those who fought her and survived. Then swing by the armory to gather gear that may help you in this endeavor." Elrin said, tossing a list of names down to Gael who caught them with ease.

"If I do this, I want your help in finding my daughter. She has gone missing and I found traces of dark magic at her babysitter's home. Please, I humbly ask for your aid in my investigation. I fear for her safety--her life." Gael asked as he stared at Elrin. His heart ached for a yes, but he steeled himself for a no.

"I will personally see to it that your daughter is found whether you live to see her or not. For her sake I hope this mission goes well. You're skilled and many threats have fallen by your blade and magic, but Morgana Merlin is no joke. So do be careful. I'd rather not have to think of another loss to that witch." Elrin replied to Gael. Gael noticing the distain in the other man's voice as he uttered the final part of his reply, Morgana's actions must've taken a personal spot in his heart, but with the deaths of good hunters one could easily understand the distain. Elrin then dismissing the man to gather information from the people on the list of names he gave him.

Gael's first stop within the headquarters was the library, there he found a woman with blue hair, it was of a medium length that reached her chin. Her almond shaped blue eyes staring intently at the book in her hand. He spoke to her and she told all he wanted to know. How she had fought Morgana and barely escaped with her life. She did warn him of her seductive nature after that she returned to her green haired companion. After this Gael continued on his way to gather information he eventually coming to a stop at what appeared to be an armory. The various weapons of all sort of shapes and size for many purposes. He found himself marveling over the weaponry. The product of the guilds's engineers and blacksmiths overall it was impressive.