Greyvale City thrummed with life, a vibrant creature of stone, light, and sound. Its streets buzzed with activity as the sun dipped toward the horizon, painting the sky in hues reminiscent of smoldering embers.
What was once known as Gryphon District had long abandoned that name, transformed by the influx of adventurers, warriors, merchants, scholars, and opportunists alike. It was now simply called the Adventurer District, a place where fortunes could be forged overnight, where blood and gold intertwined seamlessly, and where the air was thick with the scent of steel and mana.
At its center stood the guild building like an unyielding pillar, a massive structure crafted from reinforced stone and adorned with rune-lined beams. The wide entrance doors swung opened as adventurers flowed in and out.
