After days immersed in investigations, shadows, torture and all the madness hidden beneath the surface of Azalith Academy, Kael decided he deserved a breather. A day without blood. No forbidden magic. No need to walk around with tense shoulders, waiting for something - or someone - to emerge from the darkness.
The town surrounding the academy... in fact, Azalith itself, was a sight to behold. Known for its renowned magical trade and its almost enchanting cultural diversity, it was a living joy in the heart of the continent. And yet Kael would never have the luxury of exploring it. To be fair, he hardly knew it. He had only been there the first day he arrived, when they were welcomed into Adalric's imposing mansion - together with Irelia, of course.
Since then, it had been all training, blood and secrets.
