Morning light washed over Hiving, painting the cobbled streets gold and pale white as the city went about its day.
Wade moved with the crowd, hands tucked into his coat pockets. Here he was. Another day meant another set of obligations.
The guild building was just up ahead, standing like a giant in the middle of the city. Adventurers moved in and out, some laughing and loud, others quiet and grim.
The air buzzed with an uneasy anticipation. The city could feel the war getting nearer and nearer.
Wade entered, heading to the cafeteria.
When he got there, his eyes immediately found their usual table, with Sebastian and Ingrid already sitting there.
Sebastian was halfway through a plate piled high with bread and meat, while Ingrid nursed a bowl of porridge, her bow case leaned against her seat as always.
Wade went to get his own food.
"Morning," he greeted as he got to the table, setting down his tray as he joined them.
"Morning," Sebastian replied. "You look rested."
