The church was probably the best place for Ezekiel to be discreet. None of Odin's followers ever entered the building. Why? The Elf had no idea but as long as he could have pure privacy here then he was at ease. It may have had something to do with Odin's followers trying to hide from Ezekiel. He already knew they were following him every time he left the pub- or so he assumed, he just never made it obvious that he knew. It was better to be seen as completely oblivious to what was happening. His enemies could underestimate him that way. After weeks of being imprisoned and abused, he assumed that there was a little bit of trust. The Lich had placed strong magic upon him that wouldn't let him leave the city. Ezekiel's own magic wasn't strong enough to break the curse but at this point, he didn't have plans of running away. Odin and his followers were up to something, he had to find out what that was.

While everyone thought Ezekiel was complacent, he really had been making moves behind the scenes. The Desiertan had specifically heard of the forests of Fiore being under the rule of a specific guild. After days of figuring some things out, he found a way to contact the guild master. All it took was a nice amount of jewels for him to send someone to them. The idea was to make sure that Worth Woodsea was prioritized and protected. He feared that under anybody else that Worth Woodsea was endangered. So, he asked for a meeting with this guild master. At first, he thought about pushing the guild out of worth woodsea but after hearing rumors of how much this guild had actually conquered and what their guild master was capable of, politics proved to be a better solution. Perhaps he would have to join this mysterious guild to achieve what he wanted, who knew?

Finally. The big rectangular doors stood mighty between Ezekiel and the inside of the Oakland church. His staff was in his right hand, tapping the ground with every other step he took like a cane though his legs were working perfectly fine. Before the plant mage would enter the extraordinarily large building, he glanced around to spot any of Odin's henchmen. They usually did a bad job at blending in, literally wearing black hooded cloaks and trailing not too far away from Ezekiel. His eyes could only spot two so far, both on his far left. Facing forward, he would pretend like he didn't see them at all. The wood-elf was smarter than his stalkers. He had managed to convince them that he believed in Illumin so he imagined that they would never suspect the church as a means for secret activity. With a warm smile, he pushed the doors of the cathedral open. It was an hour past midnight. As expected, the building was nearly empty with the exception of three or four elderly folks and one younger woman.

The Desiertan raised an eyebrow. He wondered if she was the person he was meeting tonight. Either way, as he strolled down the aisle he turned to all the leather-skinned humans and nodded, acknowledging their existence just as he did with the smaller girl who was closer towards the alter. If his eyes had met with hers, he would hold them there for a moment. Without words, if she was the one he was supposed to meet, then both of them would have gotten the message loud and clear. Once he reached the front of the church he would take a left and begin walking into a room where a number of confessionals could be found. Ezekiel didn't give any information about who he was to the messenger he sent to fetch this guild master- only that was looking for them and the time he'd be here.

If the girl was who he suspected, then he expected her to catch on and follow. If she wasn't then he was sure the person he wanted to meet would be smart enough to figure out where to meet him. The Desiertan was a new and improved being. Having merged with the former Ainko, his magical prowess had grown, and his personality was more...intense. A white cloak covered his body with only his brown skin, golden earrings, and jeweled necklace giving his appearance any sort of personality. Fiore changed him. The innocent and Naive kid he once was was ripped from existence. On one end of the confessional stall, he sat awaiting his acquaintance until they finally arrived. "Are you the ruler of the North?" he'd ask blatantly.

"I see..." Ezekiel smiled warmly. It seemed as though this little lady was being humble with her title. She called herself arbiter of the north- which wasn't far off from a ruler and claimed the title of Seigharts ruler. Truth be told, the elder elf knew little to nothing of this woman, except that she was a leader of an otherwise secret organization. For the most part, Ezekiel knew nothing about that either. Admittedly he half expected a man to be speaking to him, Alas he would never base someone's ability to lead based on their gender. He didn't always identify as a man himself after all. This conversation would be one based on the sincerity of their words considering they wouldn't be able to see each other all too well. That was exactly why Ezekiel picked this exact place to speak. "But you control it nonetheless which means essentially, your forces protect or oversee the forest, no?" He added before the woman spoke again. It was up to her to determine whether or not there was a deeper meaning behind the words he used. Perhaps "protecting" the forest was not her intention. If not, Zeke imagined that she would make it clear- though he also expected that she may not have.

Soon after her former words, she asked to know who she was speaking to. Ezekiel rubbed his chin and for a moment there was complete silence. "You may call me Z, for now. I am a man seeking to preserve nature. A tree-hugger." He began with a chuckle. "Different people have different goals and aspirations- motives if you will. Mine is simply to protect the very earth that we take advantage of on a daily basis." He paused again, caressing his chin. "You have reign over worth woodsea... and such a region is bountiful with wildlife, which I have a...specific bond with. Because of that, I believe that it's only right for me to offer my services to you." His words rolled off of his tongue slickly. They were gentle but perhaps not so warm- this was a business meeting after all. "I don't know you Ms..." He left an opening for the woman to fill in her name. Whether or she did, Ezekiel would resume. " but I imagine running a secret guild must be time-consuming at the very least. I can't help myself from assuming that you took control over Worth Woodsea for just that; control. Of course, that's not something I am against. However, I was born to protect nature. I can tell you first hand that the specifically worth woodsea- the region you control- is not well-protected at all. Men continue to abuse it. They continue to use the area to conduct wild experiments or commit heinous crimes, hell, at this rate there will be no Worth Woodsea for you to hold. Even under your "control", it is still not well-protected at all. I can hear the cries of our mother at this very moment."

"I can help you. Worth Woodsea is an important part of conserving our earth. I think that I understand that more than most people do. Give me the power necessary to protect the forest region of Fiore and I will swear loyalty to you. Let me give to you...the power of nature." He smirked. "Unless of course, you have no interest in that." He shrugged.

Not many people understood the importance of Worth Woodsea. Worth Woodsea was a vast amount of land capable of anything if put into the right hands. Konyo had been smart to secure it for herself but having Ezekiel on her side would prove to be an even smarter move. Ezekiel nodded as the woman introduced herself. He didn't know how powerful she actually was just yet, but he could feel that she wasn't one to be taken lightly. She was a guild leader after all. Kon had politely listened to Ezekiel's words, then continued with her own. Her next question was an important one for anyone joining any guild. Kon wanted to know if the Elf was okay with how to guild operated. Zeke tapped his finger on the wooden arm rest of his seat."Well...the truth is, I don't really care what goes on in the guild. I am in no position to judge. Protecting the earth means that I have to be willing to to do whatever it takes to make sure that nobody harms it and if that means joining an organization full of villains, then so be it. I will forever be loyal to you, if you are loyal to our planet." He said softly. "Even if that means committing crimes against humanity. After all, humans are the reason our mother earth is dying. Plus, you don't strike me as a normal human."

Konyo welcomed him with open arms. The two had hardly met and yet there she was giving Ezekiel the opportunity to join her guild. Perhaps within the moments the two had talked she could see that there was nothing for to be skeptical of. Either way the elf was pleased to hear it. He stood up, "Then from this day forth, consider me the newest member of your faction. Where can I find headquarters, I'd like to meet you in person, if you would." Then he'd leave the church.