The Guild Of Shadows

Rocky Plains

A week had gone by since the guild’s epic failure in a battle that involved procuring maybe the most lethal artifacts in all of existence. They had left the location of the battle and followed Shambala to this village.

Getting to the village, they realized that Shambala had most likely been here before, as he was sure of the route. He brought them to an inn in the small village that provided boarding, food, and basic necessities. As for things of comfort, they were not lacking in anything, but as for peace of mind, they had none.

The first few days Krystal spent in the inn, he still had that deep-seated anger in him that did not let him reason properly. He was weary and sad, but his mind had more anger in him than he knew what to do with it. It had not even registered to him that he was in a place of comfort after several nights under the night sky. He could not enjoy peace.

Of course, he also had no way of knowing that Grover and Vladimir were also going through similar kinds of tortu