Draven, now under the alias of Dravis, walked silently beside Sylvanna as they approached the large wooden doors of the adventurer's guild. His cloak billowed slightly in the breeze, concealing his face beneath the hood, the lower half of which was covered by a mask. His twin curved blades remained hidden beneath the folds of his attire, but they were never far from his reach. Sylvanna, walking at his side, moved with a quiet grace, her sharp eyes scanning their surroundings. The guildhall loomed ahead, a familiar sight to them both, though it had been some time since they had last set foot here.