Part two. Slightly shorter but enjoy!
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Ed walked out from a back room only to see a thin cloaked figure with a big muscled man crumpled up on the floor in front of him, clutching his right hand in his left.
"Ludius?"
"Ah, Ed!", Ludius turned around and walked over to the plump man.
"What happened?"
"Nothing much, just a friendly handshake. You wanted me to come her now what?", Ludius exclaimed nonchalantly.
"*sigh* Follow me, there is someone who wants to meet you.", and with that Ed led the way for Ludius, with the pained Michael being tended to by some fellow adventurers.
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*knock* *knock* *knock* ...
"Are you still even in here?", said Ed walking into the office-like room.
"Hel-loooooo!",
"BOO!"
"AAAAAAAAA!", screamed Ed loudly.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, haaaa. Thanks Ed, that really cheated me up."
"Damn you Clyne you old sod! You almost made me jump right out of my skin!"
"Sorry, sorry. It was just too good a chance to miss. So, did you bring him?", Clyne questioned.
"Ludius, come in here."
When Ludius came into the room he saw the man known as Clyne. He was a man around his 60's with his grey hair as proof although his physique would say otherwise. He had a muscled lean look and wore some simple cloth clothes; his scabbard was attached to a thick belt fastened around his waste.
"So this is him? Will you lower your hood boy and let this old man see your face?", having no reason to keep it up Ludius lowered it down.
"Sorry, I don't like the attention so I usually keep it up."
"*whistles* Wasn't expecting that... Ed, you didn't tell me the guy was a high elf."
"I wasn't that sure myself. You're the only one here that's seen a high elf before afterall."
"Ah of course. Oh sorry, Ludius? We weren't ignoring you. But you really don't see a high elf too often since they're all usually stuck in the council of Swynmont, you know dealing with politics and stuff. So what brings you here?"
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Ludius started to think to himself,'High elf... Oh it's the ears. I really must visit this Swynmount at some point it sounds very interesting. I suppose I can use this high elf thing for now though.'
"I'm just traveling at the moment and trying to find some excitement."
"... Why didn't I remember sooner. Ed tells me that Scarface has been fallen and you're the one that did the cutting, is that true?"
"The bear? Yeah I killed it.",
"Really?! Ludius, I think some introductions are in order. My name is Clyne and I'm the guild master of this guild branch. I'd like to personally invite you to join, so pleases will you consider it seriously?.", Clyne pleaded.
"Alright, I'll join."
"Don't decline straight away have some ti- wait what? Did you say you'll join? But your a high elf, a prominent member in the elven court."
"It's fine, I'll join. But there will be some conditions."
"If you could kill Scarface on your own I think we can work something out, what did you have in mind?"
"Firstly, is there anything like guild cards and ranks in this guild."
This time Ed who'd been silent all this time interjected.," Of course, the guild card tracks something known as stats, which I'm sure you know about. Usually you'd have to go to a church to see your stats of course, but a guild card gives you a rough estimate of your stats at any given time."
"Thank you Ed for interrupting. Anyway ranks are divided into letter categories to make things easier. They go from F rank, that you'd see fighting rabbits, all the way to SSS rank that currently only five exist. Each capable of killing a dragon on their own."
"I'll join the adventurers guild on two conditions."
"What?", Clyne said eagerly.
"I don't want a guild card and I want to be able to take any ranked request.", Ludius said bluntly.
"Huh?!", Ed and Clyne replied in unison.