Anticlimatic Guild's glorious legend started when brave and proud and righteous hero Erdric suddenly one day had the idea, idea most certainly instilled in him by his gracious Goddess, whom he served and worshipped ever since he came to this world, of creating his own guild. And so the strenuous quest started to accomplish his most revered Goddess' wish and estabilish a new guild: He trained his body for months to be strong enough to undertake this journey. He armed himself with the most lethal of weapons to be able to confront the fearsome foes that would surely oppose him. He procured himself the best equipment man's money could buy to overcome without fear any hardship that his fate would surely bring upon him and his quest. So he finally stepped outside, feeling confident with his skills, determined with his Goddess always by his side and unstoppable with his new shiny armour. And he headed toward the majestic building that is the Guild Register Offices...
And he created a new guild. Just like that. But there was quite a waiting line! Honest! You should have seen that!
The Anticlimatic Guild has great objectives. Its heroes are among the most powerful and valiant and glorious and just generally heroic of the lands. And they embark on the deadliest and most epic quests that nobody in their right mind would ever want to have anything to do with... It's just... in the end, somehow, things don't go as you'd think they would. It always starts ok, but right at the good part somethings happens and... meh. I dunno, I blame it on bad luck usually. Or false gods. Or both.