fateful encounters

During a stormy night in Vel Anir as rain pattered down onto the rooftops, the cobblestone, the tops of heads, like an army charging to to their final battle gentle notes would drift through an open plaza in the richer districts of the city. A few homes owned by noble families were in the same...

A slight wind was blowing about with a soft drizzle wetting the stones of the streets in Elbion, most people walking around were either covering their heads with a cowl or the slight lugage they were carrying as they went off to work. There were people everywhere in Elbion despite the weather...