The warm scent of roast boar and honeyed ale wafted through the halls of the Adventurer's Guild in Elandra. The sun had already begun its descent, casting golden light through the stained-glass windows of the great hall. Within, the atmosphere was electric—cheers, claps on backs, tankards raised in tribute. Word of the party's swift and overwhelming success had already spread like wildfire as the adventurer's guild opened after the rift's completion.
The usual hush that followed most rift expeditions was absent. Instead, the guild was alight with celebration. Adventurers—some lounging at long wooden tables, others standing with goblets in hand—turned their heads every time Inigo or Lyra passed, nodding with quiet respect or open curiosity.
