The sun was rising as Liam reached the coordinates for Ember's Dawn, but there was no guild in sight. Usually, guilds posted signs or boards outside to make themselves easily identifiable, but here, there was nothing. Liam double-checked the coordinates to ensure he was in the right place, and sure enough, he was.
The area was well-developed, with tall buildings and apartments nearby. Stores and shops lined the streets, giving the place a lively, bustling atmosphere. Liam's initial worry vanished—he had feared the guild might be located in some shabby, rundown area that would demotivate him every time he visited. This place, at least, felt vibrant and full of life.
As he stood there, a boy around Liam's age bumped into him. The boy was focused on his phone, wearing a hoodie with a backpack slung over one shoulder. When the collision happened, his hood fell back, revealing his face. He was handsome, with blonde hair, though not quite as striking as Liam.
