Tothmor
In the third district, a young man stepped out of the temple of Egnil not long after dawn. His religious duties having been observed, he walked back to the gate and up to the second district, home to most of the nobility of Tothmor. His clothes were tailored with an expensive cut, but they were also worn. The youth entered a house that likewise had seen better days with weeds overtaking the surrounding gardens. There were no guards, and the door was unlocked and unattended by any servants. The young man threw his cloak from him and walked through the empty rooms. Layers of dust and filth covered the floors and austere furniture on his way as he walked through the house to reach its sparring hall. Sounds of movement and physical exertion soon reached him.
"Father?" the young man c
