Time slipped away like sand through fingers, and before anyone knew it, three days had passed in the blink of an eye.
Just three days after the upgrade, the Adventurer Guild transformed from a mere building into something alive, an organism with a heartbeat, a presence that never truly rested.
From dawn until well past midnight, the Gryphon District buzzed with activity. Foot traffic that once trickled now surged like a tide, spilling into surrounding streets and bringing commerce, noise, and opportunity along with it.
Merchants instinctively adjusted their routes; travelers altered their schedules without realizing it, drawn to the Guild simply because there was always something happening there.
Ignoring this change became impossible. The first sign was in the numbers. Adventurers arrived in waves, Warriors from neighboring districts, mercenaries between contracts, young fighters seeking reputation, and seasoned veterans enticed by opportunity and order.
