The guild building stands prominent, an imposing structure of dark wood and stone, with a large, ornately carved sign that reads "Adventurer's Guild" hanging above the entrance. Torches line the path leading up to it, flickering warmly against the gathering dusk.
The entrance to the guild is grand, with heavy wooden doors reinforced with iron bands. As we step inside, the atmosphere changes immediately. The interior is bustling, filled with the noise of laughter, clinking glasses, and the low hum of conversation. The floor is a polished stone, worn smooth by countless boots, and the walls are lined with trophies of past exploits- mounted heads of mythical beasts, which force me to stop in my tracks, my eyes drawn to the impressive displays of achievements.