"I traveled to my father's home alone, with only a wagon bearing guild funds accompanying me. As I should have realized, my father had trouble accepting it was me at first. Still, I convinced him, and we spoke long over what had transpired. The king had my younger brother, as expected, and my sisters were now married and with families of their own. Still, Gran was no fool, and he knew I had come with a purpose.

"I commissioned a battalion's worth of arms, armor and magic items with the funds I had brought. Across the world, other emissaries did the same for the guild. It took a surprisingly short time: only four months to craft it all, and naught but two weeks to transport it out of the kingdom. The time had come.

"Every Guildhall cleared itself out. We had numerous noble allies among the borders, and we all left under the pretenses of aiding their troops with the raid seasons. In actuality, we left for a neighboring kingdom."