The guild woman pulled a map from the leather case and unfolded it across Greytooth's desk.
"There's a dungeon forty miles northeast of Lumendell, in the foothills past the Greenveil. It was surveyed two months ago. Mostly D-rank monsters, some E-rank stragglers." She tapped a point on the map. "The guild wants it cleared. Fully. Top to bottom."
Greytooth leaned forward in his chair.
"A full clear. That's a raid."
"It is."
Ashara glanced at Rain, who was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. Rain caught her look.
"A dungeon raid is when the guild sends multiple parties in at once instead of just one," Rain said, quiet enough that it didn't interrupt. "Usually for places that are too big or too complex for a single group to handle in a reasonable time. They clear it floor by floor, then researchers or surveyors come in after."
