Three days had passed since Sage and the others returned from the Vault, but the second-floor conference room of the Adventurer Guild still carried the feeling that something important was about to happen.
This was not one of their usual meetings where people came in late, dragged chairs around, complained about missions, or turned serious discussions into arguments over food and money.
The large round table in the center had been cleared completely, and thick stacks of documents now sat neatly in front of every seat.
Sage occupied the head of the table, while Valeria sat several chairs away with her arms folded, her usual calm expression giving away nothing.
