Merchant Guild
"Reporting!" A guard ran frantically through the guild and rushed to Wesley's office.
"What's the matter with you?" Ethan frowned. The recent incident had caused a major headache for the Merchant Guild already.
What was this guard doing, shouting like some panicked woman?
"T-There's big changes in the city." The guard knelt in place. He wanted to continue to report the situation, but found himself out of place.
He had run so fast to return to the Merchant Guild to relay an important finding.
"Drink this and wait for my order to enter." Ethan realized there must have been important news for the guard to be so out of breath. Thus, he gave the latter a recovery potion and entered the office after a soft knock.
"Lord Wesley." Ethan greeted respectfully.
Wesley was seated in his chair, his eyes gazing through the transparent windows with a somewhat serious look.
