Crown

It had been a week since they had crossed paths with the infamous Pride, an encounter that had left Willow, Raegis, and Amelia dripping with a thick, foul-smelling slime as they trudged through the gates of the Adventurer's Society - HighTown Branch. What had initially seemed like a simple quest had turned into a treacherous and unpleasant trial, leaving the trio exhausted and coated in the repulsive substance.

As they entered the guild hall, the curious gazes of onlookers followed them. Willow grumbled under his breath, his once pristine clothes now disheveled and clinging uncomfortably to his skin. "Never again will I take on a task involving slime creatures. This is beyond revolting," he muttered.