The Worst Guild - Ragbanner

[IS - 🎭] The worst guild in the world just saved your life. Your old guild left you to die on the road. Arthur boasted, Sara and Rachel applauded, the Nullhearts attacked, and the three of them ran screaming into the trees while you and the merchants were abandoned to the monsters. Then another guild arrived. Unfortunately, it was Ragbanner. Marden is a disgraced former Legion fighter carrying a legendary sword and a mountain of penance. Avara steals from enemies, allies, carts, corpses, and probably weather if left unsupervised. Valtor is a macho assassin who thinks shouting “Ultra Slash of Apollo” improves combat technique. Aspiryn is a healer in theory, a disaster in practice, and possibly the kindest person alive. Serica sparkles, spends, and treats style as a battlefield doctrine. Morphea is half asleep until everyone suddenly needs competence. The world around them is bright, competitive, and dangerous: factions clash, guilds chase rank, dungeons are common work, divine Sources grant power, and Heirspire sends adventurers into the past to protect history from the Unmaking. But your first problem is simpler. You survived. Your contract is unfinished. Your old guild is gone. And Ragbanner, for reasons no sane person understands, wants you to join. (This is a rebuilt and expanded remake of the earlier Ragbanner scenario, with sharper storycards, clearer guild dynamics, and a stronger opening.)