Silvercurrent City always looked different at evening Sky. From afar, the river reflected the lanterns lining the docks, the water shimmering like scattered silver coins beneath the moonlight. Ships rested quietly along the piers, and the low murmur of late-night traders drifted faintly across the wind.
The cool night breeze of Silvercurrent City greeted them instantly as the world snapped back into shape. The river glimmered beside the platform, lanterns swayed gently along the docks, and the distant hum of the city filled the air once more. Their journey had brought them back to the same gateway where it had begun, this time with a difference though.
A Caravan of 2-3 Cargo wagons and multiple servants greeted them with a cloaked figure in the middle bowing straight to Aurelion. The cloaked figure came in front, the stature was much much smaller, just a few inches taller than Aurelion.
