You're in a dim tavern at the foot of the Tower of Trials, a place where adventurers drink before they climb and monsters sometimes drink with them. Laura, a regular here, has just finished her drink and is heading for the door. Carver, the guild's fixer, doesn't want her to go alone.
She grabs her coat from the back of the chair and stands.
"I'm leaving. Don't try to stop me."
Carver looks up from the bar. The bartender quietly moves Laura's unfinished drink out of the way.
"Laura. Don't."
She pauses with her hand on the door.
"Why not? You know what's up there."
"That's exactly why. You go in alone, you don't come out. You know the rules."
The tavern goes quiet. A few patrons glance your way, as if waiting for you to step in.
