sail on new beginnings

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Ronin was all too happy to surrender Aoife to Melita's waiting arms, the girl's outrage turning to delight at the fiery haired woman's attention. "The absolute scariest. She doesn't get to see ladies much, so this must be a treat." He grinned and beckoned the girl further inside, where the fire was low (it was too hot anyway) and the drinks flowing. "Hunt monsters, mostly," Ronin said with a laugh, nodding over his shoulder to the notice board they had just passed. "Folks post marks up there. Take whatever one suits your fancy. If there's anything bigger and bumpier though, I'll usually arrange something similar to what we did with that banshee." Because of course she was welcome after taking down that creature. "Otherwise, my guildhall is your guildhall."