The summons came three days after Rey's successful integration into Salimoor society.
"Guild Master Theron requests your presence in Conference Room Seven," the messenger stated formally. "Mission briefing for assigned team. Report immediately."
Rey acknowledged with appropriate deference while his mind analyzed implications. Three days was exactly the timeframe he'd predicted for preliminary investigation results and mission assignment designed to test his reliability.
Perfect.
He made his way to Guild headquarters, noting increased security presence and mystical wards that suggested elevated threat assessment. His enhanced perception detected surveillance techniques monitoring his approach—nothing hostile, just thorough observation.
'They're watching me carefully,' Rey assessed with cold satisfaction. 'Good. Thorough suspicion followed by eventual trust provides better long-term cover than immediate acceptance would.'
