The Summoner Guild (On Hold)

Failure

"I did it!" Kyle yelled triumphantly as the bright light around him started to fade. He'd been trying for the past three days to follow the pamphlet's instructions on how to summon a familiar, and he'd only just now succeeded. Or so he'd thought anyway, as when he could finally see again, Kyle excitedly looked around the room to find that it was still the same messy space that it had been before without anything having changed at all. There was no monster, and Kyle now sighed into as he realized that he'd failed once again.

"What the heck?!" Kyle sighed in frustration. There had been a blinding light, but that was it. He'd failed to summon anything, though he realized that wasn't entirely correct as he sniffed the air to find that his room now smelled like rotted meat and bad body odor for some reason. Though, from what the pamphlet had told him, the process that he'd went through was supposed to make something appear other than just bad smell, and he sighed as he looked over the instructions once again to make sure that he had everything correctly memorized.

'Close your eyes and concentrate on what you wish to appear. Gather your focus into your hands and touch the ground at your feet. If your summoning is successful, you will be accepted into the guild.'

"Let's try it again!" Kyle threw the pamphlet aside and said with enthusiasm as he refused to give up.

Taking a deep breath, Kyle closed his eyes once more and attempted to concentrate while ignoring the loud banging sounds coming from his brother's room, which was right across the hall from his own. The banging had gone on for hours, and Kyle would have attempted to confront his brother already if Brandon wasn't already a well distinguished warrior. The man had already experienced combat multiple times while Kyle was just a bone-thin and classless part-time worker at the local mill, and there would be no way that he could win if his brother decided that he needed squished. 

Sighing to himself as he gave up on the matter with his brother, Kyle followed the instructions again before placing his hands on the ground and created another light within the room. He continued to focus on his hands while placing them on the floor until he heard a popping sound in front of him, however, once again he opened his eyes to see that there was nothing there. Though Kyle did scrunch his nose as the smell from before returned in full force.

"Kyle! Come downstairs for din-" Aguth, Kyle's mother opened the door and attempted to enter his room before suddenly throwing up her hands in what looked like an attempt to ward off a swarm of angry bees. "My word Kyle! Open a window!"

"Wait a minute! I didn't-"

"Rider! We had sausages for breakfast, right?! We're never getting them again!" Aguth turned and yelled downstairs to Kyle's father before Kyle climbed to his feet with a sigh. His shoulders were slumped in shame before he raised them to stretch, pulling on the muscles that had become stiff from his hours of sitting cross-legged on the floor until he walked out of his room and down the stairs so that he could join his family for dinner. Though as soon as he saw the rest of his family sitting down at the table, he slumped his shoulders in shame once more as he'd failed yet again to summon a monster. And not only did he fail to summon something, but apparently he'd be labeled as a gas factory from now on as well, not that he minded it much. There were worse things to be called, after all.

Climbing into his seat at the end of the table, Kyle immediately found himself facing the massive frame of his father with Aguth and his little sister Shelly to his right. Brandon was to his left, and both he and his father Rider were warriors, having arms that could halve been mistaken as water barrels compared two Kyle's twig-like limbs. They had broad yet sharp chins as well that gave them the advantage in looks over him to. Both Aguth and Shelly beautiful, sharing the entire family's short brown hair and amber eyes, though their hair was quite a bit longer than the men's. And while Kyle looked at his family, he felt horribly inadequate again as everyone around him were strong and noteworthy adventurers. Even Aguth and Shelly were well-known mages, and despite being his little sister, Shelly was already considered a genius mage and had been on even more adventurers than Brandon had... Everyone around Kyle was amazing, except for him. He didn't have a class, nor did he have the strength, agility or magic to achieve one. That was why he needed to be a summoner, a class that didn't rely to much on combat ability.