Chapter 131 - The Lily and the Brute

The weight of the impending mission to the Weeping Vale settled over the guild like a shroud. The air, usually buzzing with the chaotic energy of adventurers boasting of their exploits, was now thick with a low, anxious hum. The Ouroboros, the Eye, the "time disease"—these were no longer the stuff of rumor and myth. They were real, tangible threats, and the heroes who had faced them walked the halls like ghosts from a future no one wanted to see. The party was given two days to rest, to prepare, to mend their fractured spirits before marching into the heart of a dying world.