A young man, wearing a hat with what appears to be a grinning toothy mouth, is sitting on the edge of a roof of a nearby building muttering to himself.
"Undead rights? How would that even work? The undead would then have to abide by the law and given how many must feed in order to keep their already questionable sanity, they would have to then find a way to feed without harming anyone in an unlawful manner. Perhaps they could sustain themselves off of livestock? But I have never heard of any undead doing such a thing. Right, so first I will need to capture several vampires, twenty should do for a good start, ten for the control and...."
The man cuts off to glance at the sun.
"15:06 already? To more important things then."
He floats down from the roof, sitting sidesaddle on his broom, and lands at the already open door of the guild
"Excuse me, but I have been hearing rumors that this guild was accepting applications. I would like to inquire as to the truth of such statements and if true how one would go about beginning the application process."