The Adventurer’s Guild in Ever Green was huge. It was fairly simir to the Adventurer’s Guild in Red Oak, made of stone for the first floor, and the hree floors were made of wood, getting slightly smaller towards the top. However, there were so many flowers and vines growing all around the Guild, and there were even small ses where a bunch of old people were currently rexing on the roof top garden.

  ‘There’s something else which is different about it,’ Adam wondered as he stepped forward. As he did, he uood what it was. ‘Big.’

  The Adventurer’s Guild in Ever Green was at least a tenth bigger than the Adventurer’s Guild in Red Oak.

  “Damn,” Adam said. “This pce is nice.”

  He he field to the side, and another field nearby which was fenced off slightly, but was full of herbs.

  “Ever Green is known for having the greatest number of Alchemists,” Jurot expin, noting the garden. “They have Alchemists at a simir to level to the other towns and cities, but at a greater rate, even though their popution is much lower.”

  “That’s pretty cool,” Adam said, stepping into the Adventurer’s Guild. ‘Whoa.’

  He was hit by ah sweet smell. It was flowery st which permeated throughout the entire Guild. The interior of the Guild was also quite rge, and there were a number of Adventurers rexing together, pying with cards and dice, or just eating together, or drinking some tea.

  The group made their way to the ter where an older man was currently sitting, reading a book. He gnced over their way as they arrived.

  “Sir Landon,” the older man said. “How may I be of service.”

  “We are here to report the pletion of a few quests,” Sir Landon said, before the items were brought around. “There are also a few matter which must be discussed.”

  The older man nodded his head, pg down his book, before cheg what they had dohe line of people who had been tied up were quite iing to him, and he assumed who and what they were.

  “Oh,” the old man said. “If it isn’t little Charlie.”

  “Hello, mister,” the boy said.

  “Why don’t you e around bad we have some tea,” the old man said. “I will finish processing the quests a little ter.

  “This pce is so chill,” Adam said, taking a seat, almost taking off his helmet, before he remembered where he was. The party began to eat, though Adam took it easy, rexing at the side.

  “I thought I saw an Iyrman around these parts,” an older man said, taking a seat beside Jurot. He was in his early fifties or so, and wore a breastpte, carrying at his side a bde. There was a sharp scarp across his face, from the top of his eye to the bottom of his .

  Lucy stared at him with a hungry look as she bit into a leg of roasted pig.

  “I am Jurot, son of Surot,” Jurot said, extending a hand.

  “Vandal,” the man said, shaking his forearm. “ion to the Dal family. Retired Adventurer, Steel Rank.”

  Adam felt the name was familiar, but couldn’t quite pce it.

  Jurot nodded. “Steel is good.” Jurot pced the man’s strength simir to that of his mother, though in a general sense.

  “There’s been quite a few Iyrmen around these parts,” Vandal said. “Heard they’re all fighting Sir Harold.”

  “Yes,” Jurot replied, simply.

  “You here for the same?”

  “No.”

  The Adventurer looked to Lud Adam. “You Iyrmen are such a queer lot, moving around with others who are from the… other races.” He couldn’t find a nice way to say it.

  “Yes.”

  “Though we’re used to you being with Devilkin, cause some of them are Iyrmen and all, but it’s rare to see that race,” he said, looking to Adam.

  “Adam is my brother,” Jurot said.

  “A brother?” Vandal asked.

  “Oh,” Adam said. “Kandal, of the Dal family. I knew I reised the name.” He had figured it out after a short while, but had spoken up to interrupt the versation.

  Jurot nodded. “Do you have any stories?”

  “I have quite a few,” he said. “In fact, there are a few Iyrmen I’ve travelled with. There was one kid a few years aght before I retired. Randan? They call him the Marg Death.”

  “Randon,” Jurot said. “Desdant of Brandon the Bold.”

  Adam felt as though he reised Randon’s oo, especially his title, but he wasn’t sure about that.

  “He was a fighter, let me tell you,” Vandal said, shaking his head. “Cleaved through a Wyvern like it was made of warm butter. That was a feast, let me tell ya.”

  Vandal began to speak about the adventures of his past, speaking of the beasts he had sin, the treasured he had found. He had retired three times in total, taking a position with a Noble before he was bmed for something and forced back to adventuring to clear up his name.

  “To think it happewice,” he said, shaking his head. “Nothing like w for a hough. Not quite easy living, but you’re taken good care of. I adventured for a bit ter in life, but when I came across the Wyvern, I thought I may as well retire properly. Came to Ever Gree myself up with a weekend shift at the Guards, and I spend my time just rexing.”

  “Fate’s Golden,” the Guild Clerk called. “e around back.”

  “Your stories were great,” Jurot said.

  Vandal nodded. He wao hear their stories too, but let them be sihe Guild hem.

  “What’s up?” Adam asked.

  “Just wao firm what happened on your journey,” he said, letting them take a seat as Jurot began to tell the tale. He listened ily, nodding his head as Jurot spoke.

  “It was a good journey,” Jurot said, nodding his head.

  “I’m sure it was,” the old man said, before looking to Adam. “So you’re Adam.”

  “That I am,” the Half Elf replied, having taken off his helmet for some fresh air.

  “Barks,” the old man said, shaking the Half Elf’s forearm.

  “o meet you, Barks.”

  “So, there’s the problem with you sying Gryphons, but otherwise you seem to have done everything fine.”

  “Gryphons, eh?” Adam said. “I think there’s a problem with the Gryphon who slew the boy.”

  “I heard about that,” Barks said. “Did he die?”

  “Yeah,” Adam said.

  “You aren’t saying that to save your backside?” Barks asked.

  Adam shrugged his shoulders. “Whether or not it saves my backside is irrelevant. I’m telling you, the Guild, that the kid died and I revived him. e three hundred gold, so unless you’re telling me I dropped a diamond to save my backside, you better believe it.”

  “Three hundred gold a small price to pay not to aggravate Sir Harold.”

  “That’s the previous King’s Sword, right?” Adam asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Well, sidering that I’ve faced against the Great Elders of the Iyr, some of whom probably wao kill me, I don’t give a shit,” Adam said.

  Barks blinked. ‘Excuse me?’

  “Hey!” Lucy said. “Don’t take credit for what I did! I’m the one who killed it! So what if some King’s Sword don’t like it!”

  “I assisted,” Jurot added.

  “Right,” Barks said. “I have firmed your story and have processed your rewards.”

  Quest plete: Sy Hill Wolves+100XPQuest plete: Defeat Earth Cult+100XPXP: 4450 -> 4650Stamps Gained: +2Stamps: 4 -> 6

  They received a tip from Sir Landon too, though Adam was still ahey didn’t get any loot from the cult.

  Lucy stared at the gold she had received. They had received such a pay day from the Noble, who had given them each hundreds of gold.

  Adam wondered if it was worth it for the o spend so much money. ‘This guy really paid three hundred gold for us? There’s something off about that.’

  “Adam,” Barks called out once Adam had pocketed all his .

  “Yeah?”

  “Thank you,” he said, bowing his head. “We will speak with Sir Harold about the matter of the Gryphon.”

  Adam smiled. “Alright.”

  “If you are unfortable revealing your face around here, you may paeal a it within your room.”

  “Thanks, I’ll do just that,” Adam said.

  Adam ordered himself a meal, but met up with the rest of the group first.

  “Here,” Adam said, handing Fred two tiger eye gems.

  “What?” Fred stared at the two gems.

  “Your cut for helping us out on our little adventure,” he said. “I don’t eople saying I take advantage of people who are lost in the world.”

  Fred hesitated for a moment, before accepted the gems. “Thank you.”

  “Should we go see Sir Merry?” Adam asked.

  “ we?” Jurot asked, leaning in.

  “I wish to see him too,” Sir Landon said, having walked in on the versation. “Shall we head there tomorrow?”

  “Sure,” Adam said. “We all go together.”

  Sir Landon nodded his head.

  “Anyway, now that I think about it, isn’t Ever Green so… green?”

  “Yes?” Jurot said.

  “Isn’t it Nightval? The trees around us have all beey dead, but Ever Green is… you know.”

  “Ever Green is ever green. Nightval has no power here.”

  “Oh,” Adam said. “Okay.” He was sure there was more to it than that, but he decided against thinking too deeply about it.

  Did I really spend an hour to draw this meme?

  Yes.

  Yes I did.

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