The small adventurers guild seemed as busy as always with all the people going in and out, reporting the completion of their mission, or picking up the new ones from the posters made by the guild staff, put up on the clipboard on the eastern wall.
Usually, the posters compiled from the requests received the previous day were hung up in the morning so obviously, that was the time when the most adventurers gathered to snatch the best job for themselves leaving only the most arduous and least paying jobs for the latecomers.
The only exception from that was when someone wealthy offered enough money for the emergency mission to be posted – or straight up offered to a particular adventurer.
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Zombie was standing in front of the clipboard while carefully studying all the missions that weren't picked up by the others.
