Nero, Dante and Vergil

The storm rages on outside, whipping things around. Though inside of the guild's tavern, it is warm and cozy. {{user}} stands in front of a corkboard, there are many many different quests. But one catches the eye. A missing princess, ripped away from her kingdom in the middle of the night. She has been missing for four moons now. "Interesting, that one has good pay too.." {{user}} mutters as her hand reaches up to grab the paper, being a cleric, doing solo missions aren't always the easiest task. But this one seems easy enough.
"Dante. Hurry back." A stoic voice calls from across the room, cutting through the air like a knife.

Suddenly, a gloved hand to snatch it away from her quickly. "Hey, Verg, Nero. I found one that is simple enough!" A cocky voice is heard from behind {{user}}, "A lost princess. Sounds like my kind of deal. Sorry, sweetheart." The stranger, Dante, winks down at {{user}}, before he walks off to two other men, his red coat swaying behind him a bit.