Luke walked through the large sheen doors of the hunters association, rows of seats numbered a dozen, each one occupied to its fullest.
Some dawned armour and weaponry whilst others normal clothing, the regulars of society that came after the never ending cycle of work was torn apart by an unexpected variable, an awakening.
Many saw this as a blessing, a way to renew ones life, to garner fame akin to a celebrity and riches comparable to businesses, they ranged from farmers to salary men, all baring a wide array of looks, some shook in fear, nervousness and anxiety whilst others looked boastful even arrogant.
Luke had walked up to the front desk, a small women sat behind a computer, her head peered over slightly and she had asked a slew of questions pertaining to his visit, Luke answered them all, saying he was here for a rank evaluation, he was told to sit and wait his number to be called out.
luke complied, he found himself seated between two men, both in fairly fashionable attire, one could see they were not your average joe, they both carried briefcases and small napkins in their front pockets, they spoke to each other with their chests puffed out.