A CROWN OF THORNS AND SPICE

Within the twisted alleys of this bustling metropolis, aroma {of exotic spices{ mingles with the biting smell of warfare. The crowds surge through the streets, a kaleidoscope of expressions, each holding their own lies. A {shadowy{ figure moves amongst the throng, eyes darting for a mission. Murmurs Amongst the Thistle Field A chill wind rustle