The city was larger than Alex had expected.
Cobblestone streets wound between white buildings with red tile roofs. The bustling harbor dominated the eastern horizon—dozens of docked ships, sailors shouting orders, seagulls screeching above. The smell of salt and fish permeated everything.
And the people.
So many people.
Central City had been large, but homogeneous—mostly humans, with occasional elves or dwarves. Here it was... different.
Alex saw an elf negotiating with a dwarf. A demi-human with cat ears carrying boxes. Even what appeared to be a small lizard-man selling fish.
"Diverse," Emily murmured, clearly thinking the same thing.
"Good place to disappear," Raven added with satisfaction.
Their first stop was the Guild District.
The Guild building was a three-story structure near the port—practical architecture, without the grand intimidation of the Central City headquarters.
