Painful Parting

It was late in the evening by the time Neron and the others arrived at the Guild.

He had kept his distance on the road while Legris and the other two talked and laughed nonstop.

They were a curious bunch indeed as they had sung some bawdy songs lousily while urging Neron to join them.

He had told them off for drawing attention to the group but they were having none of it and instead raised their voices the more.

He thought that the weight of their spoils which they evenly carried was enough to keep them quiet but he was wrong.

It was clear that the thrill of victory was still coursing through their veins, but Neron felt none of it.

He wondered how any of them could still manage to be light hearted.

He heaved a deep sigh of relief when he finally spotted the Guild's building.

He quickened his pace, eager to leave the noise of the road behind him.