Skeletons in Closets
Thankfully, Ivy was the first one to be asked questions, giving me a few precious minutes to fine-tune my lie.
"Alright, your full name and full race." The other union worker said.
He was a dreary-looking man, with a five o'clock shadow and bags under his eyes that you store coins in.
His tone sounded as tired as he looked.
"Ivy Mossbreeze and I'm a half-elf, half-earth spirit." She replied in a rare serious tone. She must be on edge about something.
"Age." He said, yawning slightly.
"Nineteen."
"Specialization." Another yawn escaped his mouth, making me and Flare yawn on instinct.
"I'm an archer and wind mage, B-rank."
"Have you ever been associated with any grey guild?" He asked, a little more life sneaking into his voice.
"Yes, Midnight Rose, Edge of Night, a-and Murder Hut," Ivy said, stuttering out the last one.
Wait, Murder Hut?
That has to be a joke right? They let that be a real guild?
How?!
Murder is in the name!