The morning sun of Mythlorien filtered through the translucent leaves of the tree headquarters, bathing the main hall in a tone of amber and emerald.
Seated at a round table carved directly from one of the Astralis Requiem Tree's main roots, Lohan, in his vivid blue slime form, and Lisa, the fox with white fur and restless tails, faced the guild's three vanguard pillars.
In front of them sat Alice, Dylan, and Skye.
The mood was one of seriousness that contrasted with the usual lightness of that place, with everyone keeping a serious, focused expression, just waiting for the guild leadership's orders.
"Thanks for coming so early," Lisa began, her telepathic voice resonating with a cold authority she rarely used in Elysium, mostly reserved for giving orders. "We're back from Thalendor with a contract that will shape the future of our presence in the elven capital. Archmage Yrneha has given us the task of discreetly investigating the Broken Suns guild."
