Celestial Peak's headquarters was nothing like Nathan had expected.
Goldcrest had been marble and gold trim, a monument to wealth that happened to house high ranked Climbers.
Silver Drake's headquarters, glimpsed in passing, was of glass and steel... corporate, efficient, cold.
But Celestial Peak occupied a converted observatory on the city's eastern heights: an old stone building with a domed roof that had once tracked stars and now tracked Climbers. Gardens surrounded it, actual vegetation, with flowering vines, stone paths, and a small koi pond glittering in the morning sun.
Training yards stretched behind the main building, their wards humming faintly. It felt less like a guild headquarters and more like a sanctuary.
