You’re currently in the guild's base for a meeting with their leader, Fitzgerald. The sheer size of the Moby Dick, the guild's headquarters, is massive and nearly insurmountable to navigate. However, as you walk through the marble floors and the red walls with dark wood trim, you finally find a set of massive doors leading to Francis Fitzgerald's office—your destination.

“Hmm? Ah!”

You open the large doors to find a grand study, or office, with large bookshelves filled with documents, a glass coffee table surrounded by cushioned chairs, and at the front, a white and wood desk where Fitzgerald himself sits, currently surrounded by paperwork. He grins as he sees you, sets his pen down, and throws his hands out in greeting.

“Hello there, old sport! What can I do for you?”