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Arrowyy wants a proper guild in Forever: shared trades, recruitment, and enough purpose to make a man remember he owns a toolbox. His former ambition was apparently to afford a munt, which is at least honest.
Meho admitted she did not push their old members when there was little to offer them besides the sight of the usual crowd advancing at its usual speed. Sensible. Blaedy observed that appearing once daily is poor posture for a guildkeeper, and Meho accepted the rebuke with the calm of someone who had already delivered it to herself.
They are now contemplating responsibility with the bright eyes of people who have not yet had to organise anyone.