Hunter-Gather [Mission/Closed]

Ever since she had joined the ranks of Nemean Claw, Yumi had wanted to partake in missions in order to make up for the weakness that had cost countless lives in the past, but it was that exact same weakness that had caused her to refrain from doing more than just help out in the restaurant. During the days spent with the other members of the guild it had become obvious that they were working for the greater good and so she couldn't just sit back and wait any longer. Today was the day that she had overcome the insecurities that had kept gnawing at her heart for decades, the day of her very first mission.

The poor soul that had to endure her presence and who would most likely have to make up for her weakness was a stranger for the most part. She only knew his name and that he was supposed to wield some kind of slaying magic. While she had read his name on the document for the mission sign up, she had only overheard others talk about his magic. Magic to slay different beings, during her years of aimless travels she had come to learn that her own divine magic was perceived as such and so she had referred to herself as a slayer when she joined the guild.

Of course she had never lost a word about the origin of her abilities or the truth about her own background. Telling people one was a goddess didn't just sound ridiculous, in her case she convinced that she didn't deserve to be referred to as a celestial being. What kind of goddess gave hope to people only to fail them during their darkest hour? Even the thought about these past caused her heart to clench painfully within the depths of her chest. Kicked out of her thoughts by her male companion's resounding voice that announced their arrival, Yumi directed her azure orbs at the mage going by the name of Romance Solomon.

She tried her best to turn her more or less gloomy expression into a neutral one and while it wasn't impossible for her, but it required a certain amount of focus. It wasn't that the young blonde had upset her, but rather that the mess of insecurity, pain and regret had turned it into her standard expression. She was about to comment on his remark, but instead remained silent and slightly raised a brow in surprise when he suddenly bowed and told her to enter the long lost structure first. Nodding slightly an ephemeral "Sure~" Escaped her soft lips as she moved past the honey haired man and inside the weathered structure, tightly holding on to the strap of the bag resting against her back.

The two of them were supposed to map the area and bring home whatever could be considered helpful for the community. Sure, she was aware that they weren't the only ones searching for valuable things as rumors had it that bandits were roaming the area, but seeing these old buildings, that thought had been pushed out of her mind. Resting her palm against the tattered, lithic wall she felt as if the Calamity and her failure had only taken place days ago.