•Saizen's mercantile border. Actually•
Amid the gloom and the relentless snowflakes falling like a billowing curtain, the Knights of Saizen do their duty by erecting a barricade and toll checkpoint. The hands of the merchant who has just arrived tremble because of the coldness of the place, more, that is not his only reason; His employer gave him a fake toll pass to continue his journey without interruption, but not everything always goes as expected, so now, on the side of the road, waiting for orders to be given and they send him to the jail.
To his surprise, one of the gentlemen approaches him with the paper in hand, already rolled up as it was initially.
–I'm sorry for the inconvenience.– the gentleman looks at the man before speaking again –I understand that his cargo is hallucinog
