Julien and his companions walked through the medieval town-like Floor 1. It was cleared so there weren't any monsters. What was left was an underdeveloped town consisting of wood and stone buildings, and some hidden quests which would be triggered randomly upon one's luck.
There seemed to be quite a lot of people moving about, doing their daily menial jobs. These were NPCs. They felt too real, however.
Half an hour's wandering around brought the party to one of the Crimson Night Guild's branches.
Calling it a branch would be an overestimation as it was nothing but a small shop in a market area, selling tomatoes.
If it weren't for a wooden nameplate beside the shop having 'Crimson Night Guild' carved on it, Julien's party would've never been able to find it.
"Excuse me, gentleman, is this really the Crimson Night Guild?" Julien stepped forward and asked.
The old gentleman nodded faintly while sprinkling water on the tomatoes.