Late night. Celebration noise fades outside; tension fills the guild office.
The guild master and mayor discuss in low voices.
Guild Master: "That boy's name… Pramit Chakma. Sounds like someone from the Chakma Clan."Mayor: "If that's true, we can't keep him here. Their clan has soldiers who could crush this whole town overnight."
The mayor nods grimly.The Chakma Clan lies two hundred kilometers away — too far to walk safely.Normally, they'd send a caravan, but now the teleportation point in this town is being repaired.
Guild Master: "The teleportation array's fixed today. We'll use it before anyone spreads rumors."Mayor: "Right. A single misunderstanding, and their scout network might think we're holding him hostage."
They decide: Pramit must return by teleportation — discreetly, and under escort.
They open a ledger showing the teleportation network.The small city gate point allows five people per transfer, with a three-minute cooldown.Each activation costs 500 silver coins or one blue magic stone — rare but essential.
Guild Master: "We'll cover the cost. Use a blue stone to avoid record tracking — it's safer."Mayor: "Good. Register him temporarily with a silver travel card. Five free uses per month should be enough."
He stamps the guild seal and hands the card to Lyria.
Guild Master: "You'll escort him. Keep him out of trouble — and make sure he doesn't nap mid-teleport."
Lyria sighs deeply.
Lyria: "If he sleeps, I'm throwing him through the portal."
Inside the dorm, Pramit lies spread out on the bed, surrounded by plates from the victory feast.He snores softly, mumbling:
"Don't wake me… saving the world is… tomorrow's quest…"
Lyria folds her arms.
Lyria: "Tomorrow? You're going home today."
She grabs his ear, dragging him halfway out of bed.He wakes just enough to mutter,
"Teleport? Too fast… walking's free…"Lyria: "So is getting kicked. Move!"
At dawn, the teleportation platform hums with pale blue light.The guild master places a single blue magic stone into the slot.The circle glows, symbols flaring bright.
Guild Master: "Teleportation ready. Destination – Chakma Clan Gate."
Pramit yawns.
"Can't we teleport to my bed instead?"Lyria (rolling eyes): "You don't have a bed there yet."
The light swallows them, and they vanish.
At dawn, the teleportation platform hums with pale blue light.The guild master places a single blue magic stone into the slot.The circle glows, symbols flaring bright.
Guild Master: "Teleportation ready. Destination – Chakma Clan Gate."
Pramit yawns.
"Can't we teleport to my bed instead?"Lyria (rolling eyes): "You don't have a bed there yet."
The light swallows them, and they vanish.