Snow Angels HQ    

Upon reaching the designated location of Snow Angels, Xin's gaze fell upon a modest hut that stood before him. 

Nestled amidst the rugged embrace of the snow-capped mountains of the Dwarven Continent, the headquarters of Snow Angel Guild stood as a solitary haven against the frigid elements. 

Constructed from sturdy, weathered timber, the hut exuded an air of quaint charm, its exterior walls coated in a thick layer of frost that seemed to accentuate its hardy spirit. 

The roof, pitched at a steep angle, sported a thick layer of snow as if it had borrowed nature's camouflage to seamlessly blend into its snowy surroundings. Stacks of chopped firewood were neatly arranged near the entrance like a design.

Xin gazed up at the two-story headquarters, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. Could this structure adequately accommodate a hundred guild members?