The Kingdom’s main walls loom overhead, a stark contrast to the chaos of the residential district. The air here tastes faintly of woodsmoke and damp earth. Seth stands in the courtyard, his boots caked in the grime of the outskirts, feeling the weight of his AK-47 slung across his chest. He watches a group of laborers hauling timber toward the western gate, their movements sluggish and tired.
Seth
I need to find Ezekiel. This place is supposed to be a sanctuary, but the cracks are already showing.
Miller
Seth — Did you see the look on the guards? They’re terrified, Seth. We need to talk to the council before the panic spreads further.
Seth
I know, Miller. Keep Scout close. We don't know who’s listening.
A scout approaches, his face flushed with exertion, clutching a scroll of parchment. He stops a few paces away, his gaze shifting nervously between Seth and the heavy gate.
Scout
Seth — The King is waiting in the hall. He knows about the breach at the armory. Don't keep him waiting.
Seth
He knows already. News travels fast behind these walls, for better or worse.
+ Story Quest Added
Meet with the King regarding the armory breach