Meeting The Others

Alister frowned, furrowing his brow. The system hadn't offered any alternative quests that rewarded clawed gauntlets. Did he have to find one to buy somewhere? Just as his mind was filled with unanswered questions, a cheery voice broke through his thoughts.

"Ah, there you must be, Alister! I'm Beatrice, but everyone calls me Bea! I'm here to guide you to the main hall where you'll meet the others."

Bea, a bundle of enthusiasm, practically bounced towards him. Her uniform, though neat, seemed a moment away from disarray, a loose strand of her pink hair escaping her braid or a button close to popping free. Her smile, however, was genuine and somewhat heartwarming.

Before Alister could fully respond, Bea continued, her voice bubbling with excitement.

"So, is it really true? You're the one who summoned the mythical drake? right?"

Alister raised an eyebrow, a touch of nonchalance creeping into his voice.