Once inside the stern and the strained atmosphere vanished, replaced by hundreds of light voices discussing weapons, battle and monsters over ale together. Inside the guild was spread into three huge rooms and a staircase leading upstairs.
The room to the right had two small desks standing beside each other and several tables and stools against the wall.
The two desks mimicked the style and emblems of the Adventurers' Guild and Mercenary Guild. Four women sat behind the desks, calmly adjusting their paperwork.
'These merchants are amazing. To have a proxy for both the Adventurers and Mercenary Guild in their small branch in the east!'
"Oh, that ale smells good," Logan said while eyeing the golden nectar.
Their eyes shifted around the room, and they noticed how well organised it was, with a second floor showing well-armed and wealthy members.
