Chapter 5There are more than a few adventurers, men at arms, and sellswords wandering the guildhalls. Some looking for work, others hoping to find allies. Not so different from how you and Lia met, really.
The line at the mages’ guild for identifying items and artifacts is already long. You nearly decide to go meet Lia at the inn and try again in the morning, but you really would rather spend the morning in a lovely, soft, occupied bed than getting up at the crack of dawn.
By the time you reach a mage who can do magical identification, you’re nearly hopping from one foot to the other, bored and antsy.
“Well—what do you have for us today?” The mage has all the trappings, a robe that covers him from nearly head to toe, arcane runes sewn into the fabric, long hair spilling out from under h
