After officially joining Night's Edge, Boramir and I headed back up into the guild building. Only to find that the members of Edge of Night are currently throwing a loud party in celebration.
How lovely.
Wading through the drunken adventurers and pats on the back, Boramir and I found ourselves in the back corner of the room, sitting at a table with three other people.
The two I knew quite well by now, those two being Arnold and Sylvia. The third was a young beastkin, who I don't think I've ever met before. His ears were rounded at the top, whilst his forearms up to his wrist were covered in fur.
Bear family? I need to look into beastkin more, I'd hate to accidentally be rude to one.
"Hello, I don't believe we've met. I'm Gust." I say, sticking my hand out for the short bear to shake.