The grand hall of the Guild's mission center bustled with murmurs and the faint glow of enchanted lanterns. At the task window, Andrew watched as Hutson disappeared into the crowd, his brow furrowed in thought.
"Has harvesting Slumbering Mushrooms suddenly become so easy?" he muttered, fingers drumming against the counter. "Odd, though… No one else has been completing this mission lately—only him."
With a flick of his hand, he summoned his communication stone and opened a channel to Maiken.
[Andrew]: "Haven't seen you turn in any Slumbering Mushrooms for a few days. What's going on?"
Maiken, a seasoned gatherer of these elusive fungi, was a frequent visitor, often exchanging his finds for precious mana stones. They knew each other well.
[Maiken]: "Don't even start. I've been searching everywhere, but it's like those damn mushrooms vanished into thin air! I still can't even scrape together ten!"