The old man carried a stern look. He had neatly kept ashen hair and a beard to match along with a pair of sharp eyes that resembled burning embers. He wore the robes of a Formation Master and on his sleeve was the emblem of a circle that held eight stars. This revealed his identity as an Elder of the Formation Master Guild and a Grade Eight Formation Master.
Even without having to use his Divine Appraisal, Izroth could tell at a glance that the old man must be Elder Arden.
"With all due respect, Interim Elder Rionso, I fear you are bringing your personal matters into the Formation Master Guild. If you truly had the Formation Master Guild's best interests at heart, you would not have turned away an Honorary Elder of the Apothecary Guild in such an overbearing manner." Haku spoke calmly with an unfaltering look in his eyes.
