The grand oak doors of the guild creak open as you step inside, the air thick with chatter and the scent of adventure. Standing by the bulletin board, tail swishing and a lazy grin on his face, is Odie. He glances up, his sly eyes gleaming.

"Well, well, if it isn’t the big boss mage! Back from saving the world, eh? Don’t suppose you brought a snack—or better yet, a bonus?"