Why join a guild when you can make one?

After about an hour of arguing with yourself, you decide that you don't want to come close to the bigger guilds but also don't aim to actually harm anyone, leaving you to the conclusion of creating your own guild, one where people are not discriminated because of their magic or heritage, a safe haven, a refuge! So the concept was decided, but what about the name?

Looking outside the window next to you, you see the leafs falling from the trees on the market. with it being the beginning of fall that wasn't anything out of the ordinary, but you were going to make this one different! This fall should be one of hope, one of change, a fall that is filled with the excellence of the good in people, in your magic. Getting more into it than you should you raise your fist to the ceiling letting the room glow in the golden light of your holy magic- wait- Of course! You were going to name your guild Golden Fall!

A few hours later, having calmed down and covered the basics of organising your guild-to-be, you were currently signing the contract for the house that was going to serve as your guildhall. It was a very old and very run down Pub that had both the size and the structure needed to house a guild. the best thing was that the real estate agent also gave you some of the surrounding property space for free, meaning you had the space to expand, should the need arise.

"Now to recruit some members." you thought to yourself while walking along the town market to plaster it with hand-written flyers for your new guild. Sitting in the new guildhall you marvelled at how you cleaned up the place making it look good as new! Just as you did this, however, there was a knock on the door!