Marcus returned to the Guild Hall and looked around. The various elders were spread throughout the expansive room, discussing with large groups of frantic members. A majority of the members were exhausted following the numerous brawls that broke out throughout Sterling City.
Due to the looming deadline, everyone felt the tension and stress over the failure penalty of the quest. Marcus smiled to himself and strolled confidently down the large scarlet rug that ran from the entrance and up the grand marble staircase.
As he reached the first landing, he turned around. To his amazement, he expected to have to announce himself to get everyone's attention, but everyone was already turned toward him. The Elders had abandoned the various groups and took their place behind the Guild Master.
