Pepper sighed heavily, his eyes struggling to stay open as he hunched over the paperwork strewn across his desk. The flickering torchlight cast dancing shadows on the walls of the small, cozy guild hut. He rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of the day's responsibilities bearing down on him.

There's always so much to do - recruitment forms to process, mission reports to review, supplies to inventory. The list seemed endless. But it's all for the sake of the guid he's worked so hard to maintain.

With a grunt, Pepper forced his heavy eyelids open once more, determined to finish the last few tasks before calling it a night. His quill scratched across the parchment. Just a little longer, he told himself, blinking slowly.