The Astounding Death Of Apprentice Steve
Okay, you kill Steve.
A crowd forms around you, hushed in magical silence. You loot Steve as the silence effect wears off. He has a Guildmaster's gold ring, 3d4 potions in a fanny pack, two recently purchased packs of Pokemon cards, a shiny key, some trail mix, and 1d20 gp.
Greetles and Gregolas are there staring in amazement. "Uh... what's up Marivhon?" asks Gregolas. "Uh... hey, great job killing that DOPPLEGANGER! You guys are frickin' first rate!" Gregolas elbows Greetles. "What? Oh right, nice work sir. Dopplegangers, everyone... there are some dopplegangers. One less now apparently. Come sir, let's go rest up after this battle."
As you walk off, Gregolas is like "What was THAT all about? You guys just hate Guildmasters or something? Is this the 'revolution will not be televised' or something? Speaking of, can you fuckin' believe that the Knights of Armek destroyed my TiVo? A guy's TiVo! It ain't right. 'Specially after my boy Bri just finished up a whole analysis of TV for the next two months."
After a thoughtful pause in respect of Greg's property, Greetles says "Well, hmm. Of course you realize that Vrill will step back in as acting Guildmaster now. Not that it matters... just a title. He was already operating behind the scenes as far as I could tell." You all return to Shady Orchards and Greetles puts a kettle on the stove.