After following Arnold through the veritable maze of backstreets and alleyways, we arrived at a seemingly random building.
Unlike the illustrious and stand-out guild halls that we had been looking at, this plain stone building looks no different from the multiple other residential homes in this town.
"This is the place," Arnold says, turning towards me and gesturing towards the building.
"Where exactly?" I ask, glancing between the seven identical buildings within or peripheral. Where did he take us? His friend's house?
"Ah, right, got a little ahead of myself here. Just stay behind me and stay silent alright?" He said, his tone slowly becoming more serious.
I gave a simple nod and decided to follow behind him. Slowly yet confidently, he marched up to the door and knocked three times.
A clamoring could be heard behind the door, as a small eye window was slid open.