It's Not Exactly As It Seems

Arkanos paused, staring out over the city, his eyes hardening. 

The problem was clear: the guilds were vulnerable, and their absence would leave a gaping hole in the empire's infrastructure. This could cause disorder, but Arkanos was not one to let such matters linger.

With a determined stride, he turned back toward the desk. "This is a simple issue to resolve, Arvel."

"I will establish a new guild."

Arvel blinked, his monocle tilting slightly as he processed the sudden shift in strategy. "Come again, my lord?"

"A new guild? But—"

Arkanos raised a hand to silence him.