Kingdom of Delensar, near the Vesperia Wastes, stood the city of Darnorya. A towering wall to the west shielded the city from the relentless sandstorms of the desert season. As the largest trade hub connecting Delensar and the nomadic tribes, Darnorya rivaled the wealth of Lionheart, the city near the royal capital. Yet, its architecture and the attire of its people were starkly different.
The marketplace buzzed with life, filled with tall, long-legged figures with deep-set features, sun-kissed skin, and hair the color of dark flax. The air was alive with the rhythmic beats of drums and the cheerful clamor of vendors. The slow, deliberate steps of a camel echoed with the gentle jingle of bells, drawing the attention of Aurelia Delensar.
Straining on her tiptoes, Aurelia craned her neck t
