"It seems like you're..." the receptionist trailed off, her eyes widening. "I apologize for doubting you."
"It's all good. You had good intentions," Neraxis replied with a soft smile.
With that, he went through the usual formalities, confirming his quest and getting a rough location.
It was pretty far away, literally in the next town over. But even so, he couldn't miss this opportunity to go and get something done.
He left the adventurer's guild, and without wasting a moment, looked for a carriage.
The receptionist had kindly given him enough money to travel, more as an apology than anything else. And of course, Neraxis didn't mind and accepted with a not-so-heavy conscience.
