Draigh was awoken from his slumber by a presence in his area. He only heard a faint voice due to the echo in the cave, but couldn't make out what was said other than "Marshmallow." The only thing that accomplished was making Draigh hungry, so he grabbed a few crystals from his stockpile next to his "bed" and popped them into his mouth, begging to get ready; it was getting dark soon, he wanted to get to town before the more dangerous criminals started to roam so he didn't have to waste any of is magic power on such weak opponents. Once his scarf was securely wrapped around his face, Draigh grabbed one of the few sacks filled with small crystals and tied it around a small hole in his pants on his side and left the cave system.
At a decent pace, he was able to make it to town in just under 15 minutes, taking care to avoid roads and cut through shrubbery to avoid people. Once in town, he wandered around and stumbled upon a guild hall. He could hear voices inside. Hmm... maybe it's time I join a guild... I've spent way too much time in those caves, it gets lonely without having someone to spar with. His mind was made up; he kicked the doors open and stood in the doorway, fists on his hips.
"Greetings! I am known as Draigh! I would love to join this guild and I hope that you're all powerful so I can spar with someone worthy!" At least, that's what he attempted to say, all that came out was muffled shouting due to the scarf covering his mouth.