"Just a small hobby to pass the time during my journey, not my main business."
Duke walked behind the counter, speaking casually,
"I went east a while ago, looking for some rare moonlight moss and flameheart grass. I just returned yesterday, and made the Deacon laugh."
"Oh? East?" Hector sat down on the single guest wooden chair in the shop, with two warriors standing by the door. "I heard there's been quite a commotion around the Ashen Mountain Range in the east recently. Have you heard anything about it or gained anything there?"
Duke appeared slightly regretful and helpless: "I heard about the bustle; apparently some ancient ruins have surfaced, attracting countless people to flock there.
Unfortunately, when I arrived in the area, it was already chaotic with energy rampaging dangerously.
I searched the edges for a few days and found nothing, almost getting caught in some inexplicable conflicts, so I had to retreat early.
