"Hm…."
"Good." – said the elderly elf who was sitting on top of the box, staring at the forest in the distance.
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"…You are wondering what I'm talking about?" – asked the elderly guild master.
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"Em…. Yea?" – said curios soldier who was standing behind the elderly man.
"Well, I wasn't really a combatant specialist when I was active adventurer." – replied elderly elf.
"My main profession was scout."
"And to do my job, I'm using a bird familiars to gather information." – said the man as he owl suddenly landed on his shoulders.
"Familiar magic and taming specialty."
"I can use these guys to see what is going on inside the forest and observe how our people are fighting the golems…. So far? They are easily winning it." – said the elderly elf as he used the owl inside of the forest, that was hiding amongst the tree branches and observing the war between the adventurers and golems, relaying its vision to the guild master who was peacefully sitting on top of the box.
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