Once again, Martin found himself in an area with fewer players than usual. This time, however, it was because he had stepped into a world of high-level NPCs that hardly anyone could access yet. Only someone as daring as Cassandra Selfmore could walk into a place like this and make bold demands.
Towering trees rose on every side, so massive that Martin felt as though he had stepped beneath the pillars of some ancient cathedral grown from the earth instead of built by human hands.
Some housed NPCs within their enormous trunks, with warm light glowing through carved windows and narrow balconies wrapped around the bark. Others had been left untouched, their branches stretching freely, as though even the academy knew better than to command every part of the forest.
What drew Martin's eye most, however, was the cluster of trees rising high above the rest.
