The Adventurer Guild of Greyvale was buzzing with energy that day. Not chaotic, just alive. Voices mingled near the Mission Board as a group of adventurers debated a newly posted Beast Subjugation Mission.
At one table, two warriors compared their bruises like trophies, while another leaned back in his chair, laughing loudly enough to draw a few annoyed glances.
Near the entrance, a merchant waited patiently, clutching a sealed scroll and scanning the room as if still trying to convince himself that this place truly operated as advertised.
Behind the receptionist desk, Sage lounged comfortably in his chair, one elbow propped up as he rested his cheek against his palm, observing the lively scene with lazy satisfaction.
"This really did turn into something," he muttered, his eyes half-lidded.
Just days ago, this hall had often felt empty, quiet and almost forgotten. Now it hummed with movement and purpose.
