Brave Vesperia... Onward!
Who: Karol Capel, Yuri Lowell, current members of Brave Vesperia, anyone interested in checking it out
What: Brave Vesperia meeting
When: April 15th, Afternoon
Where: The barracks
Summary: Two weeks ago, Karol handed out fliers inviting everyone interested to come to Brave Vesperia's meeting. Two weeks later, that meeting happens.
Rating: Can't see it going higher than PG unless some crazy stuff happens.
It was the promised day, the 15th. Really, the 15th wasn't that special, normally. Every month on the 15th, Brave Vesperia held its monthly meeting, intending to go over the purpose of the guild, take role, discuss what's going on, etc.
But this time was different. Karol designated that this meeting would be open to the public, for anyone to come in and check out how they run things--and hopefully, they'd decide to join. To that end, the doorway of the barracks were decorated in a welcoming manner, and several tables loaded with food and beverage awaited guests inside.
As for Karol, well... He was standing inside, near the door, waiting for people to arrive. Boy, was he trying his hardest to not look nervous. This was a gamble, after all.
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What: Brave Vesperia meeting
When: April 15th, Afternoon
Where: The barracks
Summary: Two weeks ago, Karol handed out fliers inviting everyone interested to come to Brave Vesperia's meeting. Two weeks later, that meeting happens.
Rating: Can't see it going higher than PG unless some crazy stuff happens.
It was the promised day, the 15th. Really, the 15th wasn't that special, normally. Every month on the 15th, Brave Vesperia held its monthly meeting, intending to go over the purpose of the guild, take role, discuss what's going on, etc.
But this time was different. Karol designated that this meeting would be open to the public, for anyone to come in and check out how they run things--and hopefully, they'd decide to join. To that end, the doorway of the barracks were decorated in a welcoming manner, and several tables loaded with food and beverage awaited guests inside.
As for Karol, well... He was standing inside, near the door, waiting for people to arrive. Boy, was he trying his hardest to not look nervous. This was a gamble, after all.
((ooc: threadjacking is welcomed, even encouraged, and threads are conducting in comment spam. You know, for convenience's sake.))