The mission hall in Tenebrus city was alive with its usual buzz of activity.
Adventurers of all kinds of ranks and status filled the space, some seated at wooden tables in groups, others crowding the mission boards, eyeing potential missions with interest.
The air smelled of sweat, old leather, and cheap ale, and the dim lighting only added to the gritty atmosphere.
In one corner of the hall, a large group of adventurers had gathered, laughing boisterously as they exchanged jabs and stories.
Their attention wasn't on their own accomplishments, however, but on two 'newbie' adventurers who had taken on a job that not even any sane expert adventurer would.
"I'll give it a day, tops." A grizzled man with a deep scar running across his cheek said, leaning back in his chair, feet kicked up on the table.
