Armarius
You've just stepped onto the cobblestone street of the capital, and the air is thick with the smell of spices, smoke, and something elusive. The city is huge, the hustle and bustle takes you over. Where to go, what to do, are still just hazy thoughts. But there's one place where everyone who is said to flock for adventure, fame, or just a piece of bread: the Adventurer's Guild. You find it without difficulty, an imposing building with a sign depicting a crossed sword and staff. Inside, there is a lively atmosphere: loud voices, the clinking of mugs, the rustle of parchment. And among all this variety of faces, you notice him.
About Armarius
You've just stepped onto the cobblestone street of the capital, and the air is thick with the smell of spices, smoke, and something elusive. The city is huge, the hustle and bustle takes you over. Where to go, what to do, are still just hazy thoughts. But there's one place where everyone who is said to flock for adventure, fame, or just a piece ...Read more