Mia entered the lobby of the guild, taking in the sights. She saw several people of different races, all dressed up in different attire. Some people carrying long swords, others staffs, she even saw people with crossbows and some weird chain thing. The lobby was spacious, lined with numbered gates along the side walls and to the back, a desk.

“This is it.” She took it all in, standing in the entrance.

“Hey, move it kid!”

She fumbled forward, a tall man with a wide build pushing past her “S-so-“

“Out of the way!” a smaller than her beastkin of some sort rushed past.

“Ah?!” Mia soon found herself carried by a crowd, pushed and dumped to the side of one of the many gates, dazed and confused by the hustle and bustle. She reoriented herself, it was harder to tell where she could go now, shoved off to the side as she was.

[The desk is a good place to start.]

She nodded, now to get there…

Deciding the best way was to force it and get it over with, she charged head first weaving through the crowd, eventually making it into a gap between the people, the desk within he-“Geh?!” the back of her neck was clutched, finding herself in the air, and face to face with a burly women with two horns on her head, her body covered in muscles.

“And where do you think you are going fox?” the women scowled at her.

“I..uhm…to register?” Mia answered meekly, trying to wiggly out of the women’s grip but finding herself unable to.

The women’s face brightened “Ah! That explains it.” She gave a light chuckle, kneeling as she placed Mia on the ground “Thought you were trying to cut, no, if you want to register you have to go into that line over there, far end.” She pointed out the lone separate desk, a short line of people in front of it.

“Oh, I see…” Mia laughed nervously, taking a few steps in that direction “Th-thank you!”

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“Don’t mention it, and no cutting!” the women yelled after her, watching Mia leave before getting to her business of waiting in her line.

‘She was nice. Scary though.’ She rubbed the back of her neck ‘her grip was tight…’ she wondered how strong she was… “right, register.” She trotted over to the line, waiting her turn.

“Hey.”

She wondered where she should go after this, straight into the dungeon? How would she even get there? She looked towards the side gates, groups of people entering, that it?

“Hey, fox.”

But do they walk or…seemed like a long way… this guild building wasn’t even close to the mainland.

“Stop ignoring me!”

“…fine” Mia saw in front of her a girl about her size, slightly shorter than her in fact, with large round ears on her head “What?”

“Are you a healer or a caster?” the small mouse girl asked.

“…what?” she raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, don’t know about classes? How are you going to be an adventurer like that?” she then bumped her chest, clanging against the metal suit of armor she was in “Imma tank, you don’t have a weapon on you so I guessed you were a healer or caster… or an idiot with a death wish.”

“…” Mia frowned, her mist leaking out as she was starting to get annoyed.

“Wow, that’s cool! How are you doing that?” the mouse girl rushed towards her, far quicker than Mia was expecting with that armor on. The girl grabbed her arm, stretching it out “So cold… so I was right, a caster!”

Yanking her arm away, Mia scowled “…sorta? Magic and weapons.” She shrugged, not sure what this girl was on about.

“Both? Neat!” She leaped back, then held her hand out “Roxie the beautiful mouse tank, at your surface…er service!”

“…” Mia sighed, giving up and shook her hand “Mia.”

“Great to meatcha Mia, now onto business.” She rubbed both of her hands together “I saw you get fumbled about, and even went into the wrong line, you don’t know much about this city and adventurer bizz, yeah?”

Mia nodded.

“Right! So, after your done with your registration, form a party with me!” The mouse jumped up in the air “I’ll show you the ropes, take you on the big streak, every caster needs their tank! I keep the enemies off ya while you dish out damage.” Roxie took a pose, raising finger guns “eh? Eh? Sold you yet?”

“…” Mia looked past her, inspecting the line she was in “…aren’t you also just starting?”

“eh? Who me? Nah. Recruiting. Tanks aren’t that good solo so-“

“ROXIE!”

Roxie froze, ducking down “Shit, spotted.”

“Stop recruiting in the newbie line!” a man with four arms leaped over the counter, running towards them.

“Well, time to go, if you change your mind meet me at gate 1-A…please…” Roxie then dashed off, quicker than her armor would suggest.

“Huh…” She watched her leave, bumping into several people in her rush, the man with four arms chasing after her. With that out of the way Mia went back to waiting her turn.