Thud! The grand doors of the Adventurers' Guild swung open, and Varian, wearing a helmet, stepped into the main hall, immediately attracting a wave of gaze and admiration. Seeing the Salamini on Varian's back and the title above his head, the Adventurers' eyes suddenly took on an eager spark.
"Varian!"
"Good evening, Varian."
"Join us for a drink, Varian."
"Salute to you, King Varian!"
Varian (Prince of Stormwind): "..."
Well, so much for camouflage; despite my best efforts to remain unnoticed, I've still been recognized.
Varian, somewhat frustrated, took off his helmet since there was no longer any need to hide.
He made his way directly to the meeting spot he had agreed upon with Fat Gugu, to find that the other party had already arrived.
Upon seeing Varian, Fat Gugu immediately stood and greeted him, then invited him to join him in the Adventurers' Guild's VIP chamber.
As they walked, Varian asked.
