Emberfall was alive in ways that the wilderness never could be.
The streets were filled with merchants, warriors, and scholars, each moving with purpose, each a part of the intricate machine that made up the city.
Yet, beneath the surface, there was something else.
Something hidden.
And Argolaith, Kaelred, and Malakar were determined to find it.
The Adventurers' Guild stood in the heart of the city—a massive structure of dark stone, banners of various factions fluttering in the wind.
It was a place where warriors, mages, and mercenaries gathered. A place where contracts were made, and legends were forged.
As they stepped inside, the noise was overwhelming.
Men and women of all races and backgrounds were scattered throughout the grand hall—some drinking, some exchanging stories, and others examining mission boards lined with parchment.
A massive plaque hung above the counter, listing the ranks of adventurers.
•Copper – The lowest rank, for beginners and newcomers.
