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The guild was relatively quiet today, with the sun high in the sky over it, indicating that it was around noon. At the base of the guild's mountain was a sign reading, "Team Rome Accepting Members!" painted sloppily on the wood. Next to it, and laying comfortably on a boulder, was a fighting type pokemon by the name of Crash the Tyrogue. The scrapping little fighter had been looking for members for a while now, and was even now trying to gain members by advertisement. It was a bit embarrassing, but it had to be done, as he couldn't deny that having a couple extra friends helping was a good thing to have. Who could be a leader without anyone to lead, right? So, the tyrogue waited...and waited...the quiet atmosphere combined with the lack of anyone around lead to him falling asleep. Subconsciously he curled up into a ball, snoring lightly despite his rough appearance, his bandanna strapped tightly to his arm.