The match with Mom concludes, and she stands at the center of the ring, a radiant smile gracing her face. Joyful laughter emanates from her, echoing the exhilaration of the crowd. A graceful curtsy is followed by the slow dispersal of the audience. James swiftly rushes to assist you, aiding in the removal of your armor, while Mom joins him, carefully unstrapping your shield and the armor encasing your dislocated arm.
With gentle yet precise movements, Mom relocates your arm, apologizing for the unintended consequence of her enthusiasm during the match. The remainder of the night unfolds in conversation with her, even though she remains in constant motion—offering advice in matches, assisting others with their form, and ensuring everyone is supplied with root beers. Amidst the camaraderie, you discover that Mom has been the guild master for two years, having defeated the previous master with a penchant for harming initiates during sparring sessions.
Mom elucidates the guild's philosophy, emphasizing that every member's role is to help and serve one another, with the level of service increasing with rank. As the night draws to a close, Mom looks at you with a thoughtful gaze, asking a pivotal question, "So, do you wish to serve the guild?" The query hangs in the air, inviting you to consider the meaningful commitment to the Blades Guild.