1 6 Rings [1]

"I finally graduated from the Academy!" Maria cheered as she ran down narrow streets that had multiple stalls and booths that were set up.

Orbita has been know to be the biggest country for Adventurers. Many of today's heroes have started out in Orbit which is why it's a place catered for all types of Adventurers with different skills and weapons.

Maria places her hand on the door of a guild hall called, "6 Rings." She was out of breath from all that running. As she opened the door the smell of booze hit her. Many Adventurers with different sorts of armor and weapons were there. The petite girl with aquamarine eyes and long flowing blonde hair was excited.

'An actual guild!' The blonde slowly walked up to the reception desk. There were two young women behind the large brown wooden desk.

One women looked quite shy and soft spoken. Maria blushed at her beauty. She had a fair complexion, calm, rich blue eyes along with shoulder-length ashen-blonde hair and short bangs framing her forehead. Captured by her beauty Maria unconsciously shifted to her line.

"That's bullshit!" An angry buff man yelled at the shy young women. "Why do I have to donate 5% my earnings to this shitty guild!?" He yelled slamming his hand on the desk frightening the young woman.

The second receptionist with long purple hair and violet eyes immediately went next to the ashen-blonde women.

"Nana are you okay?" She asked ignoring the angry brut. But the man seemed to just get angrier when he was ignored.

"Lotus-" Suddenly the large man grabbed ahold of Nana's uniform collar. "Ack!!" She yelled with fear. "S-sir it's illegal to h-harass workers-"

Maria then pulled out her small staff but then was stopped by a young man with black hair that stood in natural spikes. His large eyes appeared dead and he had pointed ears. His clothing consisted of black pants with a black belt that had a large silver buckle, a black V-necked shirt that was worn underneath a black trench-coat with gray lining going down the sleeves.

"You're a spriggan race!" She blurted then quickly covered he mouth. The man turned towards her with a dark glare.

"You just graduated. I wouldn't try and fight a silver rank." He warned darkly. Maria's eyes widened. 'That brut of a man is a silver rank!?' She turned to see the receptionist struggle in his grasp.

"Who the hell cares about ranks when that woman is getting hurt?" She questioned. The young man sighed pulling Maria into a nearby corner. "What the-"

"Just wait." He responded.