Meanwhile, inside the Guild Master's office at the Adventurers Guild, Vera was having a rather unpleasant conversation.
Standing before her was a man who looked like the incarnation of a bear in human form.
He had a large, muscular body, with thick, bushy hair covering much of his face. A loose shirt hung over his broad shoulders, and a cigar rested between his fingers as he leaned back in his chair.
This man was Rowan, the Guild Master of the Adventurers Guild, and at the moment, the expression on his face was anything but pleasant.
"What dungeon are you talking about? Have you finally gone crazy from all the work or what?"
Rowan frowned as he looked at Vera, clearly annoyed by what she had been asking him about for the last half an hour.
"Do you seriously think I would approve something like that without checking with you first? Especially when I know that it would only give you another reason to come here and nag me?"
Vera's expression darkened.
