THE CROWN OF THORNS AND SPICE

Within the tangled alleys of this bustling metropolis, aroma {of exotic spices{ mingles with the biting smell of warfare. The masses surge through the streets, a kaleidoscope of faces, each holding their own secrets. A {shadowy{ figure moves between the throng, eyes scanning for a mission. Murmurs Amongst the Thistle Field A chill wind whispers