THE CROWN OF THORNS AND SPICE

Within the tangled alleys of that ancient city, scent {of exotic spices{ mingles with the pungent odor of warfare. The people surge through the streets, a click here kaleidoscope of faces, each holding their own secrets. A {shadowy{ figure moves amongst the throng, eyes darting for a target. Whispers in the Thistle Fields A chill wind whispers