A carriage came to a slow stop outside the east gate of the Town.
Three figures; one man and two women, stepped off, their movements calm and unhurried. It was Raymond and his team, returning from their successful promotion mission.
The area outside the east gate was bustling with activity. Adventurers of all kinds milled about, some returning from their completed commissions, others preparing to head out on new ones. The crowd was a colorful mix: fighters in battered armor, spellcasters in flowing robes, archers carrying sleek bows, and even a few unorthodox adventurers with makeshift equipment.
Among the returning groups, it was easy to spot those who hadn't been as fortunate. Many adventurers bore visible wounds, limping, bleeding, or wrapped in makeshift bandages. They looked exhausted, their faces etched with pain and frustration.