The guild was located at the foot of a mountainous region that was both windswept and arid but wasn’t quite a desert. It seemed to either be undergoing desertification or being brought back from said state.
From what he could see, there were only a few buildings that seemed recently constructed, along with a few people working to dig out what he suspected would become a small lake.
As they approached, half a dozen people took to the air, so they politely slowed to a stop in order to introduce themselves.
A man with dark skin and silver hair, like Liz’s Jules identity, handled introductions. “I’m Arthur, Guild leader of Audrey’s Apples. I assume you are Peter, Liv, and Paige?”
Those were the false identities they had donned for their time on this planet, with Liz being Liv and Aster bei
