Fate Weaver's convergence

C5 The teams arrival

That evening, within the walls of Brenton.

Staring at the horizon from her office balcony within the top floor of the adventurer's guild.

The guild had been relatively empty today; only the clerks and the guild master herself had been in. The clerks were handling the registration of new quests and other general guild operations into the evening to free themselves a few days for rest. The guild master herself had already completed her workload and should have been within her residence by now. However... as she currently stood on the balcony looking over the horizon, she brought a small clay mug close to herself.

Looking down at the clay mug that housed her coffee. The brown and white mixture of the cream that she'd just poured in having just diluted, and its nutty aroma seeped into her senses. She'd been getting on in years, even for an elf. She started to find it challenging to keep herself focused without some potion, spell or drink. Age pitied no one, and she estimated she had maybe another two hundred years of life in her. Despite her age of six-hundred-thirty, she looked rather young. The Elf usually was assumed by others to be in her mid to late twenties. She was average for looks when it came to elves. Blond, gentle features, and a light figure. Her only difference really was her slightly athletic build, thanks to years of adventurer work.

After a few moments of staring at the warm mixture, she took a sip. The long span of chaos going on in her mind from today's thoughts being calmed and her body waking up slightly. Not too long after, a knock was heard from the doorway behind her.

Lorn's Perspective

...I had just gotten a sip, and it seems the guild's stay in Maid, Maria, came to me with news from the clerks.

"Mistress Lorn, the Revenants, have returned."- Maria

The Human woman that stood before me had been in our employ for some years now. She'd made it known that she was reliable through her action rather quickly. I found myself placing her as the caretaker for our commissioned stay in Adventurer party, the 'Revenants.' I had found myself tense compared to usual as this assignment had been rather mediocre. Their absence had made me think something had gone awry, but with Maria's calm demeanor, it seems my worries were pointless-

"If I may mistress, it is also of utmost importance that instead of them coming to you for their debrief, you are to come to them within the stay in quarters."- Maria

What?

"Are they not unharmed?"

I found myself releasing some concern through my own tone; thankfully, Maria shook her head to tell me my fears were misplaced. What was it that could have happened if they're unharmed?

"I shall make for the quarter's post haste." With a sigh, I walked back through the doorway to the balcony after her as she made her way back to the team. Taking a rather greedy gulp of the coffee I had just brewed, I cleared my mind and made to continue following her.

.......

As we came through the entrance to the stay-in quarters, I could see one of the revenants' party members standing in one of the side halls. Stanis, the party's frontline and tank. He was a rather large man and a rather stout one at that. Despite being at least a decade older than the other members of his party, he found no difficulty in keeping up. Even his appearance betrayed his age with a full head of hair and a well-trimmed mustache and beard. He almost looked like a court knight at first glance.