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Here is the guild. Modest two-storey brick rear. The only thing that distinguished it from the others was a nondescript sign. How easily they destroy my dreams. Where are the dragons on the towers near the entrance. There is nothing. Only a fat guard in old armor at the entrance. He looked at us and spat on the ground and opened the door. I wanted to smile at him, but remembering that I didn’t do it in a mask. At least the view inside did not let us down. Cheerful music of three dwarf musicians. Tables where dice and cards were played. Rack with stone tablets of tasks. And three reception desks. Of course, with elves curators. All in blue sundresses and blue hair. But they didn’t have big breasts. It’s a pity.

– What you need? – Asked the centaur lady blocking our way. She had a prominent bust. The fifth size is no less. Aralia did not like her at once.

– We want to register. We are newbies. Although we have good equipment.– Aralia drew her blades of fire and pointed to the mail.