Synopsis

The quiet of the backwater town was a deceptive thing, a placid surface concealing an undercurrent of… well, something. Captain Elara scanned the cobblestone street, her hand instinctively resting near the hilt of her sword. Beside her, Commander Rhys mirrored her vigilance, his gaze sweeping over the quaint shops and half-timbered houses. They were tasked with maintaining order here, a responsibility that rarely demanded action, but always required alertness. It was an alertness that was piq