As lance walked back, strolling through the streets, he went by the usual bustle of the city. Merchants from various races peddled their wares, children darted between stalls, and the ever-expanding city exuded an air of prosperity and unity.
While he admired his own kingdom, he bumped into a stranger on the street, a hooded fellow who looked to be human and in a hurry. The man quickly apologized, and not wanting to drag too much attention than he already was, Lance pardoned the man and made his way out of there swiftly.
