The guild doors were huge with iron-bound framing-a constant signpost for adventurers passing through. It was just one of many such places to Ronan and Aurelia. It had been months since Celeste stepped over that threshold, however. A shiver danced its way across her features as an edge of uncertainty tempered the glimmer of eagerness.
As they stepped inside, the familiar cacophony of the guild washed over them—laughter, the clink of mugs, and adventurers boasting about their conquests. It was a comforting, chaotic symphony of life. But their entrance caused a noticeable shift.
For a moment, the noise quieted. Heads turned, and recognition spread like wildfire through the crowd.
Then the cheers came.
"Ronan! Aurelia! You're back!"
A cheer erupted as adventurers surged toward them. Ronan barely managed to stifle a groan as they were swarmed.
"You two always show up when something big happens, huh?"
