𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗧𝗨𝗦 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗔𝗧𝗦 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗢 𝗬𝗢𝗨

Everyone knew the unspoken rule: DON'T DISTURB THE GUILD MASTER.

Who in their right mind would cause a disturbance loud enough that would make the old lady take even one step down the long fleet of stairs?

Of course, it's not like she ever showed her face around the guild anymore. It's a miracle that anyone ever knew she was still alive-if anyone was caught talking about the rumor that she croaked, they would be caught dead. After all, what could be so damn terrifying about a 57-year-old woman?

A lot, apparently. Even in her late age that caught up to her with the effects of natural human progression, Vizela held up to her reputation when her boot buckled against the steps. The guild of assassins, misfits, outcasts, and rotten people submitted into silence after erupting into chaos when one of their guild members returned from a quest. Expect earning praise for a job well done. The guild member was met with horrid eyes and screams when they dragged in the cold, dead body of Vizela's right hand.

Every inch of Jade's-Vizela's right hand-body is left in a mummified state, drained of life where any trace of magic power has been wiped clean-the murdered guild member had only been the first victim of what would turn out to be the biggest murder mystery case that the Kingdom of Fiore would have seen in years. One that would leave every guild pointing their fingers at each other until someone breaks-for better or for worse.

"No one
touches their
drinks!"

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Post Seven Year Time Skip.

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