"Welcome, honored guests. How may the Hearthcarvers assist you today?" the guild staff says with a professional smile.
Eris steps forward without hesitation, her usual confidence shining through.
"Hi, we'd like to learn about available dungeon properties," she says with an easy smile, "and maybe get some guidance on the buying process?"
The guild woman gives a gentle nod, her posture as graceful as a dance. "Of course. We would be delighted to assist. Please, follow me inside."
And so… we do.
We step past the gleaming threshold, through the tall, ornate gates, and into a place that feels like a different world entirely.
Inside, the Hearthcarvers Guild is nothing like the noisy streets of Mistvale.
It's quiet… but not cold.
Warm light pours down from enchanted glass domes overhead, turning the pale granite floor into a river of soft gold and pearl. Every surface gleams, polished to perfection.
